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  Corneliushadreceivedthem,andherelatedwhathewasdoing。

  ’Mindyouworkinthemorning。Whattimedoyougetup?’

  Theyoungerreplied:’Half-pastfive。’

  ’Half-pastfourisnotaminutetoosoonthistimeoftheyear。

  Thereisnotimelikethemorningforconstruing。Idon’tknowwhy,butwhenIfeeleventoodrearytoreadanovelIcantranslate——

  thereissomethingmechanicalaboutitIsuppose。Now,Cornelius,youareratherbehindhand,andhavesomeheavyreadingbeforeyouifyoumeantogetoutofthisnextChristmas。’

  ’IamafraidIhave。’

  ’WemustsoonsoundtheBishop。Iamsureyouwillgetatitlewithoutdifficultywhenhehasheardall。Thesub-dean,theprincipalofmycollege,saysthatthebestplanwillbeforyoutocometherewhenhislordshipispresentatanexamination,andhe’llgetyouapersonalinterviewwithhim。Mindyoumakeagoodimpressionuponhim。Ifoundinmycasethatthatwaseverythinganddoctrinealmostnothing。You’lldoforadeacon,Corney,ifnotforapriest。’

  Theyoungerremainedthoughtful。’HaveyouheardfromRosalately?’

  heasked;’Ihadaletterthismorning。’

  ’Yes。Thelittleminxwritesrathertoooften。Sheishomesick——

  thoughBrusselsmustbeanattractiveplaceenough。Butshemustmakethemostofhertimeoverthere。Ithoughtayearwouldbeenoughforher,afterthathigh-classschoolatSandbourne,butI

  havedecidedtogivehertwo,andmakeagoodjobofit,expensiveastheestablishmentis。’

  Theirtworatherharshfaceshadsofteneddirectlytheybegantospeakoftheirsister,whomtheylovedmoreambitiouslythantheylovedthemselves。

  ’Butwhereisthemoneytocomefrom,Joshua?’

  ’Ihavealreadygotit。’Helookedround,andfindingthatsomeboyswerenearwithdrewafewsteps。’Ihaveborroweditatfivepercent。fromthefarmerwhousedtooccupythefarmnextourfield。

  Yourememberhim。’

  ’Butaboutpayinghim?’

  ’Ishallpayhimbydegreesoutofmystipend。No,Cornelius,itwasnousetodothethingbyhalves。Shepromisestobeamostattractive,nottosaybeautiful,girl。Ihaveseenthatforyears;

  andifherfaceisnotherfortune,herfaceandherbrainstogetherwillbe,ifIobserveandcontrivearight。Thatsheshouldbe,everyinchofher,anaccomplishedandrefinedwoman,wasindispensableforthefulfilmentofherdestiny,andformovingonwardsandupwardswithus;andshe’lldoit,youwillsee。I’dhalfstarvemyselfratherthantakeherawayfromthatschoolnow。’

  Theylookedroundtheschooltheywerein。ToCorneliusitwasnaturalandfamiliarenough,buttoJoshua,withhislimitedhumansympathies,whohadjustdroppedinfromasuperiorsortofplace,thesightjarredunpleasantly,asbeingthatofsomethinghehadleftbehind。’Ishallbegladwhenyouareoutofthis,’hesaid,’andinyourpulpit,andwellthroughyourfirstsermon。’

  ’Youmayaswellsayinductedintomyfatliving,whileyouareaboutit。’

  ’Ah,well——don’tthinklightlyoftheChurch。There’safineworkforanymanofenergyintheChurch,asyou’llfind,’hesaidfervidly。’Torrentsofinfidelitytobestemmed,newviewsofoldsubjectstobeexpounded,truthsinspirittobesubstitutedfortruthsintheletter……’Helapsedintoreveriewiththevisionofhiscareer,persuadinghimselfthatitwasardourforChristianitywhichspurredhimon,andnotprideofplace。Hehadshoulderedabodyofdoctrine,andwaspreparedtodefendittoothandnail,solelyforthehonourandglorythatwarriorswin。

  ’IftheChurchiselastic,andstretchestotheshapeofthetime,she’lllast,Isuppose,’saidCornelius。’Ifnot。Onlythink,I

  boughtacopyofPaley’sEvidences,bestedition,broadmargins,excellentpreservation,atabookstalltheotherdayfor——ninepence;

  andIthoughtthatatthisrateChristianitymustbeinratherabadway。’

  ’No,no!’saidtheotheralmost,angrily。’Itonlyshowsthatsuchdefencesarenolongernecessary。Men’seyescanseethetruthwithoutextraneousassistance。Besides,weareinforChristianity,andmuststicktoherwhetherorno。IamjustnowgoingrightthroughPusey’sLibraryoftheFathers。’

  ’You’llbeabishop,Joshua,beforeyouhavedone!’

  ’Ah!’saidtheotherbitterly,shakinghishead。’PerhapsImighthavebeen——Imighthavebeen!ButwhereismyD。D。orLL。D。;andhowbeabishopwithoutthatkindofappendage?ArchbishopTillotsonwasthesonofaSowerbyclothier,buthewassenttoClareCollege。TohailOxfordorCambridgeasalmamaterisnotforme——forus!MyGod!whenIthinkofwhatweshouldhavebeen——whatfairpromisehasbeenblightedbythatcursed,worthless——’

  ’Hush,hush!……ButIfeelit,too,asmuchasyou。Ihaveseenitmoreforciblylately。Youwouldhaveobtainedyourdegreelongbeforethistime——possiblyfellowship——andIshouldhavebeenonmywaytomine。’

  ’Don’ttalkofit,’saidtheother。’Wemustdothebestwecan。’

  Theylookedoutofthewindowsadly,throughthedustypanes,sohighupthatonlytheskywasvisible。Bydegreesthehauntingtroubleloomedagain,andCorneliusbrokethesilencewithawhisper:’Hehascalledonme!’

  ThelivingpulsesdiedonJoshua’sface,whichgrewaridasaclinker。’Whenwasthat?’heaskedquickly。

  ’Lastweek。’

  ’Howdidhegethere——somanymiles?’

  ’Camebyrailway。Hecametoaskformoney。’

  ’Ah!’

  ’Hesayshewillcallonyou。’

  Joshuarepliedresignedly。Thethemeoftheirconversationspoilthisbuoyancyforthatafternoon。Hereturnedintheevening,Corneliusaccompanyinghimtothestation;buthedidnotreadinthetrainwhichtookhimbacktotheFountallTheologicalCollege,ashehaddoneonthewayout。Thatineradicabletroublestillremainedasasqualidspotintheexpanseofhislife。Hesatwiththeotherstudentsinthecathedralchoirnextday;andtherecollectionofthetroubleobscuredthepurplesplendourthrownbythepanesuponthefloor。

  Itwasafternoon。AllwasasstillintheCloseasacathedral-greencanbebetweentheSundayservices,andtheincessantcawingoftherookswastheonlysound。JoshuaHalboroughhadfinishedhisasceticlunch,andhadgoneintothelibrary,wherehestoodforafewmomentslookingoutofthelargewindowfacingthegreen。Hesawwalkingslowlyacrossitamaninafustiancoatandabatteredwhitehatwithamuch-rufflednap,havinguponhisarmatallgipsy-womanwearinglongbrassearrings。Themanwasstaringquizzicallyatthewestfrontofthecathedral,andHalboroughrecognizedinhimtheformandfeaturesofhisfather。Whothewomanwasheknewnot。

  AlmostassoonasJoshuabecameconsciousofthesethings,thesub-

  dean,whowasalsotheprincipalofthecollege,andofwhomtheyoungmanstoodinmoreawethanoftheBishophimself,emergedfromthegateandenteredapathacrosstheClose。Thepairmetthedignitary,andtoJoshua’shorrorhisfatherturnedandaddressedthesub-dean。

  Whatpassedbetweenthemhecouldnottell。Butashestoodinacoldsweathesawhisfatherplacehishandfamiliarlyonthesub-

  dean’sshoulder;theshrinkingresponseofthelatter,andhisquickwithdrawal,toldhisfeeling。Thewomanseemedtosaynothing,butwhenthesub-deanhadpassedbytheycameontowardsthecollegegate。

  Halboroughflewalongthecorridorandoutatasidedoor,soastointerceptthembeforetheycouldreachthefrontentrance,forwhichtheyweremaking。Hecaughtthembehindaclumpoflaurel。

  ’ByJerry,here’stheverychap!Well,you’reafinefellow,Jos,nevertosendyourfatherasmuchasatwisto’baccyonsuchanoccasion,andtoleavehimtotravelallthesemilestofindyeout!’

  ’First,whoisthis?’saidJoshuaHalboroughwithpaledignity,wavinghishandtowardsthebuxomwomanwiththegreatearrings。

  ’Dammy,themis’ess!Yourstep-mother!Didn’tyouknowI’dmarried?

  Shehelpedmehomefrommarketonenight,andwecametoterms,andstruckthebargain。Didn’twe,Selinar?’

  ’Oi,bythegreatLordan’wedid!’simperedthelady。

  ’Well,whatsortofaplaceisthisyouarelivingin?’askedthemillwright。’Akindofhouse-of-correction,apparently?’

  Joshualistenedabstractedly,hisfeaturessettoresignation。Sickathearthewasgoingtoaskthemiftheywereinwantofanynecessary,anymeal,whenhisfathercuthimshortbysaying,’Why,we’vecalledtoaskyetocomeroundandtakepot-luckwithusattheCock-and-Bottle,wherewe’veputupfortheday,onourwaytoseemis’ess’sfriendsatBinegarFair,wherethey’llbelyingundercanvasforanightortwo。AsforthevictualsattheCockIcan’ttestifyto’ematall;butforthedrink,they’vetherarestdropofOldTomthatI’vetastedformanyayear。’

  ’Thanks;butIamateetotaller;andIhavelunched,’saidJoshua,whocouldfullybelievehisfather’stestimonytothegin,fromtheodourofhisbreath。’Youseewehavetoobserveregularhabitshere;andIcouldn’tbeseenattheCock-and-Bottlejustnow。’

  ’Odammy,thendon’tcome,yourreverence。Perhapsyouwon’tmindstandingtreatforthosewhocanbeseenthere?’

  ’Notapenny,’saidtheyoungerfirmly。’You’vehadenoughalready。’

  ’Thankyoufornothing。Bythebye,whowasthatspindle-legged,shoe-buckledparsonfellerwemetbynow?Heseemedtothinkweshouldpoisonhim!’

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