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Why, to become a master in a school Eton, perhaps, or Rugby, or Marlborough and teach other equally useless members of prospective aristocratic society. That being so, I think you ought to do what's best for yourself and your family for the present for the present till the time of deliverance comes. You see, there is one member of your family to whom the matter is of immediate importance.

Professor Wilson, of the Noctes Ambrosianae, never showed, perhaps, to so much advantage as when he walked by the side of the master whose greatness he was one of the first to detect. Dr. Arnold of Rugby made the neighbouring home at Fox How a focus of warm affections and of intellectual life.

The rectorial election had come and had gone, but another great event had taken its place. It was the day of the England and Scotland Rugby match. Better weather could not have been desired.

He was so handsome and so reckless, brilliant in his class work, and the prince of half backs on the Rugby field, and with such power of fascination as would "extract the heart out of a wheelbarrow," as Barney Lundy used to say.

And she went off at score describing the invasion of her compartment at Rugby by a crowd of young officers, whose manners were 'atrocious. 'What was their crime? asked Marsworth, quietly. He sat in the background, cigarette in hand, a strong figure, rather harshly drawn, black hair slightly grizzled, a black moustache, civilian clothes.

Francis, the eldest, stomped about the garden at Ware and swore he would go back to Rugby during the holidays; Elspeth, the gaunt girl of fourteen and Agnes, a dreamy and endearing child, cried themselves to sleep in each other's arms. Claribel, however, quite approved.

Macaulay describes Foston Church as "a miserable little hovel with a wooden belfry." As testified by Mr. Stuart Reid. Carlyle's description of Dr. Arnold's house at Rugby. In old age Sydney Smith wrote "Castle Howard befriended me when I wanted friends: I shall never forget it till I forget all." The Hon. and Rev. See p. 83. The Residence Act, 1817. Acts xxiii. 3. St. Luke x. 25.

Arnold was never in any danger of losing his sense of moral evil. If the landscapes of Italy only served to remind him of it, how could he forget it among the boys at Rugby School? The daily sight of so many young creatures in the hands of the Evil One filled him with agitated grief.

His holidays were always spent away from Rugby, either on the Continent, or, in later years, at his Westmoreland home, Fox How, a small estate between Rydal and Ambleside, which he purchased in 1832. He was just about to leave Rugby for Fox How when his life was mournfully and suddenly ended by an attack of angina pectoris, on June 12, 1842.

I think he was always a little afraid of me, but it's curious to remember that we never had a quarrel of any kind, until the day when I killed him." Olva paused and asked Bunning to have a drink. Bunning, gazing at him with desperate eyes, shook his head. "Then we went on to Rugby together. It's odd how Fate has apparently been determined to hammer out our paths side by side.