CHAPTER XI: THUNDERSTORM THE FIRST 



But what had become of the 'bit of writing' which Harry Verney, by the instigation of his evil genius, had put into the squire's fly- book? Tregarva had waited in terrible suspense for many weeks, expecting the explosion which he knew must follow its discovery. He had confided to Lancelot the contents of the paper, and Lancelot had tried many stratagems to get possession of it, but all in vain. Tregarva took this as calmly as he did everything else. Only once, on the morning of the eclaircissement between Lancelot and Argemone, he talked to Lancelot of leaving his place, and going out to seek his fortune; but some spell, which he did not explain, seemed to chain him to the Priory. Lancelot thought it was the want of money, and offered to lend him ten pounds whenever he liked; but Tregarva shook his head. 

'You have treated me, sir, as no one else has done--like a man and a friend; but I am not going to make a market of your generosity. I will owe no man anything, save to love one another.' 

'But how do you intend to live?' asked Lancelot, as they stood together in the cloisters. 

'There's enough of me, sir, to make a good navigator if all trades fail.' 

'Nonsense! you must not throw yourself away so.' 

'Oh, sir, there's good to be done, believe me, among those poor fellows. They wander up and down the land like hogs and heathens, and no one tells them that they have a soul to be saved. Not one parson in a thousand gives a thought to them. They can manage old folks and little children, sir, but, somehow, they never can get hold of the young men--just those who want them most. There's a talk about ragged schools, now. Why don't they try ragged churches, sir, and a ragged service?' 
what is the title of the chapter?
who had put a note in a book?
whose book did he put it in?
who was worried about it?
had he waited long?
what was he expecting after it was found?
and who did he talk to about it?
was Tregarva stressed out about this?
how was he?
did Lancelot manage to get the note?
what did Tregarva was tying him to Priory?
what did Lancelot think instead?
was this what Tregarva wanted?
how much did Lancelot offer him?
who was Lancelot with when Tregarva told him?
who was the eclaircissement between?
what did he say he wouldn't do to his generosity?
and what did he say about Lancelot's treatment for him?
what did he say the fellows wander up and down as?
does anybody think about them?
THUNDERSTORM THE FIRST
THUNDERSTORM THE FIRST 
Harry Verney
But what had become of the 'bit of writing' which Harry Verney, by the instigation of his evil genius, had put into the squire's fly- book?
The squire's
put into the squire's fly- book?
Tregarva
Tregarva had waited in terrible suspense for many weeks,
Many weeks
Tregarva had waited in terrible suspense for many weeks
The explosion
 expecting the explosion which he knew must follow its discovery.
Lancelot
He had confided to Lancelot 
No.
Tregarva took this as calmly as he did everything else.
Calm
regarva took this as calmly as he did everything else. 
no
Lancelot had tried many stratagems to get possession of it, but all in vain
Some spell, which he did not explain
Only once, on the morning of the eclaircissement between Lancelot and Argemone, he talked to Lancelot of leaving his place, and going out to seek his fortune; but some spell, which he did not explain, seemed to chain him to the Priory
Want of money
 Lancelot thought it was the want of money
No
Lancelot thought it was the want of money, and offered to lend him ten pounds whenever he liked; but Tregarva shook his head. 

Ten pounds whenever he liked.
Lancelot thought it was the want of money, and offered to lend him ten pounds whenever he liked
'They were in the cloisters.
'But how do you intend to live?' asked Lancelot, as they stood together in the cloister
Argemone.
Only once, on the morning of the eclaircissement between Lancelot and Argemone,
Make a market of it.
but I am not going to make a market of your generosity.
he had treated as no one else has done--like a man and a friend;
'You have treated me, sir, as no one else has done--like a man and a friend;
Hogs and heathens,
They wander up and down the land like hogs and heathens,
no
and no one tells them that they have a soul to be saved. Not one parson in a thousand gives a thought to them.