DowncomesRobinson’scoachinaminuteortwo，witharivalcornopean，andawaygothetwovehicles，horsesgalloping，boyscheering，hornsplayingloud。Thereisaspecialprovidenceoverschool-boysaswellassailors，ortheymusthaveupsettwentytimesinthefirstfivemiles——sometimesactuallyabreastofoneanother，andtheboysontheroofsexchangingvolleysofpeas；nownearlyrunningoverapost-chaisewhichhadstartedbeforethem；nowhalf-wayupabank；nowwithawheelandahalfoverayawningditch:andallthisinadarkmorning，withnothingbuttheirownlampstoguidethem。However，it’salloveratlast，andtheyhaverunovernothingbutanoldpiginSouthamStreet。ThelastpeasaredistributedintheCornMarketatOxford，wheretheyarrivebetweenelevenandtwelve，andsitdowntoasumptuousbreakfastattheAngel，whichtheyaremadetopayforaccordingly。Herethepartybreaksup，allgoingnowdifferentways；andTomordersoutachaiseandpairasgrandasalord，thoughhehasscarcelyfiveshillingsleftinhispocket，andmorethantwentymilestogethome。
“Whereto，sir？“
“RedLion，Farringdon，“saysTom，givinghostlerashilling。
“Allright，sir——RedLion，Jem，“tothepostboy；andTomrattlesawaytowardshome。AtFarringdon，beingknowntotheinnkeeper，hegetsthatworthytopayfortheOxfordhorses，andforwardhiminanotherchaiseatonce；andsothegorgeousyounggentlemanarrivesatthepaternalmansion，andSquireBrownlooksratherblueathavingtopaytwopoundtenshillingsforthepostingexpensesfromOxford。Buttheboy’sintensejoyatgettinghome，andthewonderfulhealthheisin，andthegoodcharacterhebrings，andthebravestorieshetellsofRugby，itsdoingsanddelights，soonmollifytheSquire，andthreehappierpeopledidn’tsitdowntodinnerthatdayinEnglanditistheboy’sfirstdinneratsixo’clockathome——greatpromotionalreadythantheSquireandhiswifeandTomBrown，attheendofhisfirsthalf-yearatRugby。
“TheyareslaveswhowillnotchooseHatred，scoffing，andabuse，RatherthaninsilenceshrinkFromthetruththeyneedsmustthink；