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  TosaythatRickiewasacat’s—pawistoputittoostrongly。

  Herbertwasstrictlyhonourable,andneverpushedhimintoanillegalorreallydangerousposition;butthereisnodoubtthatonthisandonmanyotheroccasionshehadtodothingsthathewouldnototherwisehavedone。Therewasalwayssomediplomaticcornerthathadtobeturned,alwayssomethingthathehadtosayornottosay。Asthetermworeonhelosthisindependence——

  almostwithoutknowingit。Hehadmuchtolearnaboutboys,andhelearntnotbydirectobservation——forwhichhebelievedhewasunfitted——butbysedulousimitationofthemoreexperiencedmasters。Originallyhehadintendedtobefriendswithhispupils,andMr。Pembrokecommendedtheintentionhighly;butyoucannotbefriendseitherwithboyormanunlessyougiveyourselfawayintheprocess,andMr。Pembrokedidnotcommendthis。He,for\"personalintercourse,\"substitutedthesafer\"personalinfluence,\"andgavehisjuniorhintsonthesettingofkindlytraps,inwhichtheboydoesgivehimselfawayandrevealshisshydelicatethoughts,whilethemaster,intact,commendsorcorrectsthem。OriginallyRickiehadmeanttohelpboysintheanxietiesthattheyundergowhenchangingintomen:atCambridgehehadnumberedthisamonglife’sduties。Buthereisasubjectinwhichwemustinevitablyspeakasonehumanbeingtoanother,notasonewhohasauthorityortheshadowofauthority,andforthisreasontheelderschool—mastercouldsuggestnothingbutafewformulae。Formulae,likekindlytraps,werenotinRickie’sline,soheabandonedthesesubjectsaltogetherandconfinedhimselftoworkinghardatwhatwaseasy。InthehousehedidasHerbertdid,andreferredalldoubtfulsubjectstohim。Inhisform,oddlyenough,hebecameamartinet。Itissomuchsimplertobesevere。Hegraspedtheschoolregulations,andinsistedonpromptobediencetothem。Headoptedthedoctrineofcollectiveresponsibility。Whenoneboywaslate,hepunishedthewholeform。\"Ican’thelpit,\"hewouldsay,asifhewasapowerofnature。Asateacherhewasratherdull。Hecurbedhisownenthusiasms,findingthattheydistractedhisattention,andthatwhilehethrobbedtothemusicofVirgiltheboysinthebackrowweregettingunruly。Butonthewholehelikedhisformwork:heknewwhyhewasthere,andHerbertdidnotovershadowhimsocompletely。

  WhatwasamisswithHerbert?Hehadknownthatsomethingwasamiss,andhadenteredintopartnershipwithopeneyes。Themanwaskindandunselfish;morethanthathewastrulycharitable,anditwasarealpleasuretohimtogive——pleasuretoothers。

  Certainlyhemighttalktoomuchaboutitafterwards;butitwasthedoing,notthetalking,thathereallyvalued,andbenefactorsofthissortarenottoocommon。Hewas,moreover,diligentandconscientious:hisheartwasinhiswork,andhisadherencetotheChurchofEnglandnomerematterofform。Hewascapableofaffection:hewasusuallycourteousandtolerant。Thenwhatwasamiss?Why,inspiteofallthesequalities,shouldRickiefeelthattherewassomethingwrongwithhim——nay,thathewaswrongasawhole,andthatiftheSpiritofHumanityshouldeverholdajudgmenthewouldassuredlybeclassedamongthegoats?Theansweratfirstsightappearedagracelessone——itwasthatHerbertwasstupid。Notstupidintheordinarysense——hehadabusiness—likebrain,andacquiredknowledgeeasily——butstupidintheimportantsense:hiswholelifewascolouredbyacontemptoftheintellect。Thathehadatolerableintellectofhisownwasnotthepoint:itisinwhatwevalue,notinwhatwehave,thatthetestofusresides。Now,Rickie’sintellectwasnotremarkable。Hecametohisworthierresultsratherbyimaginationandinstinctthanbylogic。Anargumentconfusedhim,andhecouldwithdifficultyfollowitevenonpaper。Buthesawinthisnoreasonforsatisfaction,andtriedtomakesuchuseofhisbrainashecould,justasaweakathletemightlovinglyexercisehisbody。Likeaweakathlete,too,helovedtowatchtheexploits,orrathertheefforts,ofothers——theireffortsnotsomuchtoacquireknowledgeastodispelalittleofthedarknessbywhichweandallouracquisitionsaresurrounded。Cambridgehadtaughthimthis,andheknew,iffornootherreason,thathistimetherehadnotbeeninvain。AndHerbert’scontemptforsucheffortsrevoltedhim。Hesawthatforallhisfinetalkaboutaspirituallifehehadbutonetestforthings——success:

  successforthebodyinthislifeorforthesoulinthelifetocome。AndforthisreasonHumanity,andperhapssuchothertribunalsastheremaybe,wouldassuredlyrejecthim。

  XVIII

  Meanwhilehewasahusband。Perhapshisunionshouldhavebeenemphasizedbefore。Thecrownoflifehadbeenattained,thevagueyearnings,themisreadimpulses,hadfoundaccomplishmentatlast。Neveragainmusthefeellonely,orasonewhostandsoutofthebroadhighwayoftheworldandfears,likepoorShelley,toundertakethelongestjourney。Sohereasoned,andatfirsttooktheaccomplishmentforgranted。Butasthetermpassedheknewthatbehindtheyearningthereremainedayearning,behindthedrawnveilaveilthathecouldnotdraw。Hisweddinghadbeennomightylandmark:hewouldoftenwonderwhethersuchandsuchaspeechorincidentcameafteritorbefore。SincethatmeetingintheSohorestauranttherehadbeensomuchtodo——

  clothestobuy,presentstothankfor,abriefvisittoaTrainingCollege,ahoneymoonasbrief。Insuchabustle,whatspiritualunioncouldtakeplace?Surelythedustwouldsettlesoon:inItaly,atEaster,hemightperceivetheinfinitiesoflove。Butlovehadshownhimitsinfinitiesalready。Neitherbymarriagenorbyanyotherdevicecanmeninsurethemselvesavision;andRickie’shadbeengrantedhimthreeyearsbefore,whenhehadseenhiswifeandadeadmanclaspedineachother’sarms。Shewasnevertobesorealtohimagain。

  Sheranaboutthehouselookinghandsomerthanever。Hercheerfulvoicegaveorderstotheservants。Ashesatinthestudycorrectingcompositions,shewoulddartinandgivehimakiss。

  \"Deargirl——\"hewouldmurmur,withaglanceattheringsonherhand。Thetoneoftheirmarriagelifewassoonset。Itwastobeafrankgood—fellowship,andbeforelonghefounditdifficulttospeakinadeeperkey。

  Oneeveninghemadetheeffort。TherehadbeenmorebeautythanwasusualatSawston。Theairwaspureandquiet。Tomorrowthefogmightbehere,buttodayonesaid,\"Itislikethecountry。\"

  Arminarmtheystrolledintheside—garden,stoppingattimestonoticethecrocuses,ortowonderwhenthedaffodilswouldflower。Suddenlyhetightenedhispressure,andsaid,\"Darling,whydon’tyoustillwearear—rings?\"

  \"Ear—rings?\"Shelaughed。\"Mytastehasimproved,perhaps。\"

  SoafteralltheynevermentionedGerald’sname。Buthehopeditwasstilldeartoher。Hedidnotwanthertoforgetthegreatestmomentinherlife。Hislovedesirednotownershipbutconfidence,andtoalovesopureitdoesnotseemterribletocomesecond。

  Hevaluedemotion——notforitself,butbecauseitistheonlyfinalpathtointimacy。She,everrobustandpractical,alwaysdiscouragedhim。Shewasnotcold;shewouldwillinglyembracehim。Butshehatedbeingupset,andwouldlaughorthrusthimoffwhenhisvoicegrewserious。Inthissheremindedhimofhismother。Buthismother——hehadneverconcealeditfromhimself——

  hadgloriestowhichhiswifewouldneverattain:gloriesthathadunfoldedagainstalifeofhorror——alifeevenmorehorriblethanhehadguessed。Hethoughtofheroftenduringtheseearliermonths。Didsheblesshisunion,sodifferenttoherown?Didshelovehiswife?HetriedtospeakofhertoAgnes,butagainshewasreluctant。Andperhapsitwasthisaversiontoacknowledgethedead,whoseimagesalonehaveimmortality,thatmadeherownimagesomewhattransient,sothatwhenhelefthernomysticinfluenceremained,andonlybyaneffortcouldherealizethatGodhadunitedthemforever。

  Theyconversedanddifferedhealthilyuponothertopics。Ariflecorpswastobeformed:shehopedthattheboyswouldhaveproperuniforms,insteadofshootingintheiroldclothes,asMr。

  Jacksonhadsuggested。TherewasTewson;couldnothingbedoneabouthim?Hewouldslinkawayfromtheotherprefectsandgowithboysofhisownage。TherewasLloyd:hewouldnotlearntheschoolanthem,sayingthatithurthisthroat。AndabovealltherewasVarden,who,toRickie’sbewilderment,wasnowamemberofDunwoodHouse。

  \"Hehadtogosomewhere,\"saidAgnes。\"Luckyforhismotherthatwehadavacancy。\"

  \"Yes——butwhenImeetMrs。Orr——Ican’thelpfeelingashamed。\"

  \"Oh,Mrs。Orr!Whocaresforher?Herteetharedrawn。Ifshechoosestoinsinuatethatweplannedit,lether。Herswasrankdishonesty。Sheattemptedtosetupaboarding—house。\"

  Mrs。Orr,whowasquiterich,hadattemptednosuchthing。Shehadtakentheboyoutofcharity,andwithoutathoughtofbeingunconstitutional。Butinhadcomethisofficious\"Limpet\"andupsettheheadmaster,andshewasscolded,andMrs。Vardenwasscolded,andMr。Jacksonwasscolded,andtheboywasscoldedandplacedwithMr。Pembroke,whomshereveredlessthananymanintheworld。Naturallyenough,sheconsidereditafurtherattemptoftheauthoritiestosnubtheday—boys,forwhoseadvantagetheschoolhadbeenfounded。SheandMrs。Jacksondiscussedthesubjectattheirtea—parties,andthelatterladywassurethatnogood,nogoodofanykind,wouldcometoDunwoodHousefromsuchill—gottenplunder。

  \"Wesay,’Letthemtalk,’\"persistedRickie,\"butIneverdidlikelettingpeopletalk。Wearerightandtheyarewrong,butI

  wishthethingcouldhavebeendonemorequietly。Theheadmasterdoesgetsoexcited。Hehasgivenagangoffoolishpeopletheiropportunity。Idon’tlikebeingbrandedastheday—boy’sfoe,whenIthinkhowmuchIwouldhavegiventobeaday—boymyself。

  Myfatherfoundmeanuisance,andputmethroughthemill,andI

  canneverforgetitparticularlytheevenings。\"

  \"There’sverylittlebullyinghere,\"saidAgnes。

  \"Therewasverylittlebullyingatmyschool。Therewassimplytheatmosphereofunkindness,whichnodisciplinecandispel。It’snotwhatpeopledotoyou,butwhattheymean,thathurts。\"

  \"Idon’tunderstand。\"

  \"Physicalpaindoesn’thurt——atleastnotwhatIcallhurt——ifamanhitsyoubyaccidentorplay。Butjustalittletap,whenyouknowitcomesfromhatred,istooterrible。Boysdohateeachother:Irememberit,andseeitagain。Theycanmakestrongisolatedfriendships,butofgeneralgood—fellowshiptheyhaven’tanotion。\"

  \"AllIknowisthere’sverylittlebullyinghere。\"

  \"Yousee,thenotionofgood—fellowshipdevelopslate:youcanjustseeitsbeginninghereamongtheprefects:upatCambridgeitflourishesamazingly。That’swhyIpitypeoplewhodon’tgouptoCambridge:notbecauseaUniversityissmart,butbecausethosearethemagicyears,and——withluck——youseeuptherewhatyoucouldn’tseebeforeandmayn’teverseeagain。

  \"Aren’tthesethemagicyears?\"theladydemanded。

  Helaughedandhitather。\"I’mgettingsomewhatinvolved。Buthearme,OAgnes,forIampractical。Iapproveofourpublicschools。Longmaythey,flourish。ButIdonotapproveoftheboarding—housesystem。Itisn’taninevitableadjunct——\"

  \"Goodgraciousme!\"sheshrieked。\"Haveyougonemad?\"

  \"Silence,madam。Don’tbetraymetoHerbert,orI’llgiveusthesack。Butseriously,whatisthegoodof,throwingboyssomuchtogether?Isn’titbuildingtheirlivesonawrongbasis?Theydon’tunderstandeachother。Iwishtheydid,buttheydon’t。

  Theydon’trealizethathumanbeingsaresimplymarvellous。

  Whentheydo,thewholeoflifechanges,andyougetthetruething。Butdon’tpretendyou’vegotitbeforeyouhave。

  Patriotismandespritdecorpsareallverywell,butmastersalittleforgetthattheymustgrowfromsentiment。Theycannotcreateone。Cannot—cannot——cannot。InevercaredastrawforEnglanduntilIcaredforEnglishmen,andboyscan’tlovetheschoolwhentheyhateeachother。Ladiesandgentlemen,Iwillnowconcludemyaddress。AndmostofitiscopiedoutofMr。

  Ansell。\"

  Thetruthis,hewassuddenlyashamed。Hehadbeencarriedawayonthefloodofhisoldemotions。Cambridgeandallthatitmeanthadstoodbeforehimpassionatelyclear,andbesideitstoodhismotherandthesweetfamilylifewhichnursesupaboyuntilhecansalutehisequals。Hewasashamed,forherememberedhisnewresolution——toworkwithoutcriticizing,tothrowhimselfvigorouslyintothemachine,nottomindifhewaspinchednowandthenbytheelaboratewheels。

  \"Mr。Ansell!\"criedhiswife,laughingsomewhatshrilly。\"Aha!

  NowIunderstand。It’sjustthekindofthingpoorMr。Ansellwouldsay。Well,I’mbrutal。IbelieveitdoesVardengoodtohavehisearspullednowandthen,andIdon’tcarewhethertheypulltheminplayornot。Boysoughttoroughit,ortheynevergrowupintomen,andyourmotherwouldhaveagreedwithme。Ohyes;andyou’reallwrongaboutpatriotism。Itcan,can,createasentiment。\"

  Shewasunusuallyprecise,andhadfollowedhisthoughtswithanattentionthatwasalsounusual。Hewonderedwhethershewasnotright,andregrettedthatsheproceededtosay,\"Mydearboy,youmustn’ttalktheseheresiesinsideDunwoodHouse!YousoundjustlikeoneofthatreactionaryJacksonset,whowanttoflingtheschoolbackahundredyearsandhavenothingbutday—boysalldressedanyhow。\"

  \"TheJacksonsethavetheirpoints。\"

  \"You’dbetterjoinit。\"

  \"TheDunwoodHousesethasitspoints。\"ForRickiesufferedfromthePrimalCurse,whichisnot——astheAuthorizedVersionsuggests——theknowledgeofgoodandevil,buttheknowledgeofgood—and—evil。

  \"ThensticktotheDunwoodHouseset。\"

  \"Ido,andshall。\"Againhewasashamed。Whywouldheseetheothersideofthings?Herebukedhissoul,notunsuccessfully,andthentheyreturnedtothesubjectofVarden。

  \"I’mcertainhesuffers,\"saidhe,forshewoulddonothingbutlaugh。\"Eachboywhopassespullshisears——veryfunny,nodoubt;

  buteverydaytheystickoutmoreandgetredder,andthisafternoon,whenhedidn’tknowhewasbeingwatched,hewasholdinghisheadandmoaning。Ihatethelookabouthiseyes。\"

  \"Ihatethewholeboy。Nastyweedything。\"

  \"Well,I’manastyweedything,ifitcomestothat。\"

  \"No,youaren’t,\"shecried,kissinghim。Butheledherbacktothesubject。Couldnothingbesuggested?Hedrewupsomenewrules——alterationsinthetimesofgoingtobed,andsoon——theeffectofwhichwouldbetoprovidefeweropportunitiesforthepullingofVarden’sears。TherulesweresubmittedtoHerbert,whosympathizedwithweaklinessmorethandidhissister,andgavethemhiscarefulconsideration。Butunfortunatelytheycollidedwithotherrules,andonacloserexaminationhefoundthattheyalsorancontrarytothefundamentalsonwhichthegovernmentofDunwoodHousewasbased。Sonothingwasdone。Agneswasratherpleased,andtooktoteasingherhusbandaboutVarden。

  Atlastheaskedhertostop。Hefeltuneasyabouttheboy——

  almostsuperstitious。Hisfirstmorning’sworkhadbroughtsixtypoundsayeartotheirhotel。

  XIX

  TheydidnotgettoItalyatEaster。Herberthadtheofferofsomeprivatepupils,andneededRickie’shelp。ItseemedunreasonabletoleaveEnglandwhenmoneywastobemadeinit,sotheywenttoIlfracombeinstead。Theyspentthreeweeksamongthenaturaladvantagesandunnaturaldisadvantagesofthatresort。Itwasoutoftheseason,andtheyencampedinahugehotel,whichtookthematareduction。ByadisastrouschancetheJacksonsweredowntheretoo,andagooddealofconstrainedcivilityhadtopassbetweenthetwofamilies。ConstraineditwasnotinMr。

  Jackson’scase。Atalltimeshewasreadytotalk,andaslongastheykeptofftheschoolitwaspleasantenough。Buthewasveryindiscreet,andfemininetacthadoftentointervene。\"Goaway,dearladies,\"hewouldthenobserve。\"Youthinkyouseelifebecauseyouseethechasmsinit。Yetallthechasmsarefulloffemaleskeletons。\"Theladiessmiledanxiously。ToRickiehewasfriendlyandevenintimate。TheyhadlongtalksonthedesertedCapstone,whiletheirwivessatreadingintheWinterGardenandMr。Pembrokekeptaneyeuponthetutoredyouths。\"OnceIhadtutoredyouths,\"saidMr。Jackson,\"butIlostthemallbylettingthempaddlewithmynieces。Itissoimpossibletorememberwhatisproper。\"Andsoonerorlatertheirtalkgravitatedtowardshiscentralpassion——theFragmentsofSophocles。Someday(\"never,\"saidHerbert)hewouldeditthem。

  Atpresenttheyweremerelyinhisblood。Withthezealofascholarandtheimaginationofapoethereconstructedlostdramas——Niobe,Phaedra,PhiloctetesagainstTroy,whosenames,butforanaccident,wouldhavethrilledtheworld。\"Isitworthit?\"hecried。\"Hadwebetterbeplantingpotatoes?\"Andthen:

  \"Wehad;butthisisthesecondbest。\"

  Agnesdidnotapproveofthesecolloquies。Mr。Jacksonwasnotabuffoon,buthebehavedlikeone,whichiswhatmatters;andfromtheWinterGardenshecouldseepeoplelaughingathim,andatherhusband,whogotexcitedtoo。Shehintedonceortwice,butnonoticewastaken,andatlastshesaidrathersharply,\"Now,you’renotto,Rickie。Iwon’thaveit。\"

  \"He’satypethatsuitsme。HeknowspeopleIknow,orwouldliketohaveknown。HewasafriendofTonyFailing’s。Itissohardtorealizethatamanconnectedwithonewasgreat。UncleTonyseemstohavebeen。Helovedpoetryandmusicandpictures,andeverythingtemptedhimtoliveinakindofculturedparadise,withthedoorshutuponsqualor。Buttohavemoredecentpeopleintheworld——hesacrificedeverythingtothat。Hewouldhave’smashedthewholebeauty—shop’ifitwouldhelphim。Ireallycouldn’tgoasfarasthat。Idon’tthinkoneneedgoasfar——

  picturesmighthavetobesmashed,butnotmusicorpoetry;

  surelytheyhelp——andJacksondoesn’tthinksoeither。\"

  \"Well,Iwon’thaveit,andthat’senough。\"Shelaughed,forhervoicehadalittlebeenthatoftheprofessionalscold。\"Youseewemusthangtogether。He’sinthereactionarycamp。\"

  \"Hedoesn’tknowit。Hedoesn’tknowthatheisinanycampatall。\"

  \"Hiswifeis,whichcomestothesame。\"

  \"Still,it’stheholidays——\"HeandMr。Jacksonhaddriftedapartintheterm,chieflyowingtotheaffairofVarden。\"Weweretohavetheholidaystoourselves,youknow。\"Andfollowingsomelineofthought,hecontinued,\"Hecheersoneup。Hedoesbelieveinpoetry。Smart,sentimentalbooksdoseemabsolutelyabsurdtohim,andgodsandfairiesfarnearertoreality。HetriestoexpressallmodernlifeinthetermsofGreekmythology,becausetheGreekslookedverystraightatthings,andDemeterorAphroditearethinnerveilsthan’Thesurvivalofthefittest’,or’Amarriagehasbeenarranged,’andotherdraperiesofmodernjournalese。\"

  \"Anddoyouknowwhatthatmeans?\"

  \"Itmeansthatpoetry,notprose,liesatthecore。\"

  \"No。Icantellyouwhatitmeans——balder—dash。\"

  Hismouthfell。Shewassweepingawaythecobwebswithavengeance。\"Ihopeyou’rewrong,\"hereplied,\"forthosearethelinesonwhichI’vebeenwriting,howeverbadly,forthelasttwoyears。\"

  \"Butyouwritestories,notpoems。\"

  Helookedathiswatch。\"Lessonsagain。Oneneverhasamoment’speace。\"

  \"PoorRickie。Youshallhavearealholidayinthesummer。\"Andshecalledafterhimtosay,\"Remember,dear,aboutMr。Jackson。

  Don’tgotalkingsomuchtohim。\"

  Ratherarbitrary。Hertonehadbeenalittlearbitraryoflate。

  Butwhatdiditmatter?Mr。Jacksonwasnotafriend,andhemustriskthechanceofoffendingWiddrington。AfterthelessonhewrotetoAnsell,whomhehadnotseensinceJune,askinghimtocomedowntoIlfracombe,ifonlyforaday。Onreadingtheletterover,itstonedispleasedhim。Itwasquitepathetic:itsoundedlikeacryfromprison。\"Ican’tsendhimsuchnonsense,\"hethought,andwroteagain。Butphraseitashewouldtheletteralwayssuggestedthathewasunhappy。\"What’swrong?\"hewondered。\"IcouldwriteanythingIwantedtohimonce。\"Sohescrawled\"Come!\"onapost—card。Buteventhisseemedtooserious。Thepost—cardfollowedtheletters,andAgnesfoundthemallinthewaste—paperbasket。

  Thenshesaid,\"I’vebeenthinking——oughtn’tyoutoaskMr。

  Ansellover?Abreathofseaairwoulddothepoorthinggood。\"

  Therewasnodifficultynow。Hewroteatonce,\"MydearStewart,Webothsomuchwishyoucouldcomeover。\"Buttheinvitationwasrefused。Alittleuneasyhewroteagain,usingthedialectoftheirpastintimacy。Theeffectofthisletterwasnotpatheticbutjaunty,andhefeltakeenregretassoonasitslippedintothebox。Itwasarelieftoreceivenoreply。

  Hebroodedagooddealoverthispainfulyetintangibleepisode。

  Wasthepainallofhisowncreating?orhaditbeenproducedbysomethingexternal?Andhegottheanswerthatbroodingalwaysgives——itwasboth。Hewasmorbid,andhadbeensosincehisvisittoCadover——quickertoregisterdiscomfortthanjoy。But,nonetheless,Ansellwasdefinitelybrutal,andAgnesdefinitelyjealous。Brutalityhecouldunderstand,alienasitwastohimself。Jealousy,equallyalien,wasahardermatter。Lethusbandandwifebeassunandmoon,orasmoonandsun。Shalltheythereforenotgivegreetingtothestars?Hewaswillingtograntthatthelovethatinspiredhermightbehigherthanhisown。Yetdiditnotexcludethembothfrommuchthatisgracious?

  ThatdreamofhiswhenherodeontheWiltshireexpanses——acuriousdream:thelarksilent,theearthdissolving。Andheawokefromitintoavalleyfullofmen。

  Shewasjealousinmanyways——sometimesinanopenhumorousfashion,sometimesmoresubtly,nevercontenttill\"we\"hadextendedourpatronage,and,ifpossible,ourpity。ShebegantopatronizeandpityAnsell,andmostsincerelytrustedthathewouldgethisfellowship。Otherwisewhatwasthepoorfellowtodo?Ridiculousasitmayseem,shewasevenjealousofNature。

  OnedayherhusbandescapedfromIlfracombetoMorthoe,andcamebackecstaticoveritsfangsofslate,piercinganoilysea。

  \"Soundslikeanhippopotamus,\"shesaidpeevishly。AndwhentheyreturnedtoSawstonthroughtheVirgiliancounties,shedislikedhimlookingoutofthewindows,foralltheworldasifNaturewassomedangerouswoman。

  Heresumedhisdutieswithafeelingthathehadneverleftthem。Againheconfrontedtheassembledhouse。Thistermwasagaintheterm;schoolstilltheworldinminiature。Themusicofthefour—partfugueenteredintohimmoredeeply,andhebegantohumitslittlephrases。Thesameroutine,thesamediplomacies,thesameoldsenseofonlyhalfknowingboysormen——hereturnedtoitall:andallthatchangedwasthecloudofunreality,whicheverbroodedalittlemoredenselythanbefore。Hespoketohiswifeaboutthis,hespoketoherabouteverything,andshewasalarmed,andwantedhimtoseeadoctor。Butheexplainedthatitwasnothingofanypracticalimportance,nothingthatinterferedwithhisworkorhisappetite,nothingmorethanafeelingthatthecowwasnotreallythere。Shelaughed,and\"howisthecowtoday?\"soonpassedintoadomesticjoke。

  XX

  Ansellwasinhisfavouritehaunt——thereading—roomoftheBritishMuseum。

  Inthatbook—encircledspacehealwayscouldfindpeace。Helovedtoseethevolumesrisingtierabovetierintothemistydome。Helovedthechairsthatglidesonoiselessly,andtheradiatingdesks,andthecentralarea,wherethecatalogueshelvescurve,roundthesuperintendent’sthrone。

  Thereheknewthathislifewasnotignoble。Itwasworthwhiletogrowoldanddustyseekingfortruththoughtruthisunattainable,restatingquestionsthathavebeenstatedatthebeginningoftheworld。Failurewouldawaithim,butnotdisillusionment。Itwasworthwhilereadingbooks,andwritingabookortwowhichfewwouldread,andnoone,perhaps,endorse。Hewasnotahero,andheknewit。Hisfatherandsister,bytheirsteadygoodness,hadmadethislifepossible。But,allthesame,itwasnotthelifeofaspoiltchild。

  InthenextchairtohimsatWiddrington,engagedinhishistoricalresearch。Hisdeskwasedgedwithenormousvolumes,andeveryfewmomentsanassistantbroughthimmore。TheyroselikeawallagainstAnsell。Towardstheendofthemorningagapwasmade,andthroughittheyheldthefollowingconversation。

  \"I’vebeenstoppingwithmycousinatSawston。\"

  \"M’m。\"

  \"Itwasquiteexciting。Theairrangwithbattle。Abouttwo—thirdsofthemastershavelosttheirheads,andaretryingtoproduceagimcrackcopyofEton。Lastterm,youknow,withagreatdealofpuffingandblowing,theyfixedthenumbersoftheschool。Thistermtheywanttocreateanewboarding—house。\"

  \"Theyareverywelcome。\"

  \"Butthemoreboarding—housestheycreate,thelessroomtheyleaveforday—boys。Thelocalmothersarefrantic,andsoismyqueercousin。Ineverknewhimsoexcitedoversub—Hellenicthings。Therewasanindignationmeetingathishouse。Heissupposedtolookaftertheday—boys’interests,butnoonethoughthewould——leastofallthepeoplewhogavehimthepost。

  Thespeechesweremosteloquent。Theyarguedthattheschoolwasfoundedforday—boys,andthatit’sintolerabletohandicapthem。

  Onepoorladycried,’Here’smyHaroldintheschool,andmyToddiecomingon。AslikelyasnotIshallbetoldthereisnovacancyforhim。ThenwhatamItodo?IfIgo,what’stobecomeofHarold;andifIstop,what’stobecomeofToddie?’ImustsayIwastouched。Familylifeismorerealthannationallife——atleastI’veorderedallthesebookstoproveitis——andIfancythatthebustofEuripidesagreedwithme,andwassorryforthehot—facedmothers。Jacksonwilldowhathecan。Hedidn’tquiteliketostatethenakedtruth—whichis,thatboardinghousespay。

  Heexplainedittomeafterwards:theyaretheonly,futureopentoastupidmaster。It’seasyenoughtobeabeakwhenyou’reyoungandathletic,andcanofferthelatestUniversitysmattering。Thedifficultyistokeepyourplacewhenyougetoldandstiff,andyoungersmatterersarepushingupbehindyou。

  Crawlintoaboarding—houseandyou’resafe。Amaster’slifeisfrightfullytragic。Jackson’sfairlyrighthimself,becausehehasgotafirst—classintellect。ButImetapoorbrutewhowashiredasanathlete。Hehasmissedhisshotataboarding—house,andthere’snothingintheworldforhimtodobuttotrundledownthehill。\"

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