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John Thorndyke asked abruptly . `` He never gets up till twelve o'clock , and has his breakfast when I take my dinner . '' `` Well , I will come in tomorrow morning and have a talk with him myself . '' The next day the Squire rode up to the door of the Rectory soon after one o'clock . Mr. Bastow had just finished his meal ; his son , a young fellow of between seventeen and eighteen , was lolling in an easy chair . `` I have come in principally to speak to you , young sir , '' John Thorndyke said quietly . `` I have been asking your father what you intend to do with yourself .