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The classical tutor, Mr Dalton, wrote back that Kennedy's failure was due solely to idleness; that his abilities were acknowledged to be brilliant, but that at Camford as everywhere else, the notion of success without industry, was a chimera invented by boastfulness and conceit. "Le Genie c'est la Patience."
As long as Julian had been at home, a thousand objects helped to divert his thoughts from their one cherished desire; but when he returned to Camford, finding the Clerkland a frequent subject of discussion among the men, even in hall, and constantly meeting others who were as absorbed in the thought of the approaching examination as himself, he once more fell into the vortex, and thought comparatively of little else.
In a fortnight I am going abroad, and shall not return until I feel that I have conquered a hopeless passion, and regained a shattered health. Farewell to dear Old Camford! I little thought that my career there would terminate as it did, but I trust in the full persuasion that God worketh all things for good to them who love Him. "Once more good-bye.
As he lost, in consequence of this attack, the whole of the ensuing term, he was obliged to degrade, as it is called, i e to place his name on the list of the year below; and he did not return to Camford till the following October, where his somewhat insignificant individuality had been almost forgotten. Let us anticipate a little to throw light on what we have narrated.
"Julian," whispered De Vayne as they went away, "would you mind my sending that herb Paris to Vi I beg pardon, to Miss Home, to your sister." "Oh dear, yes, if you like," said Julian carelessly, surprised at the earnestness of his manner about such a trifle. "It's only, you know, because Miss Home had heard that they were to be found near Camford, and asked me to get her one for her herbarium."
Oh, those Camford conversations how impetuous, how interesting, how thoroughly hearty and unconventional they were! How utterly presumption and ignorance were scouted in them, and how completely they were free from the least shadow of insincerity or ennui.
And sometimes he took them for a walk in the grounds or the immediate neighbourhood of Camford, a place which they had never visited before, and which to them was full of interest. Eva had often heard of the glories of Saint Werner's chapel, and on the Sunday she asked Julian if it would be possible for her to go with her father to the evening service there. "Oh yes," said Julian; "certainly.
But on the day following, when I returned from my morning visit to Camford Street, I found Hephzy awaiting me in the sitting-room. She was very solemn. "Hosy," she said, "sit down. I've got somethin' to tell you." "About her?" I asked, apprehensively. "Yes. She's just been talkin' to me." "She has! I thought we agreed not to talk with her at all." "We did, and I tried not to.
Walter Thornley heard his story from the tutor, and besides getting a large subscription for him among his own friends, wrote to ask if Julian could procure for the emigrant any assistance in Camford. Julian received the letter about the middle of the October term in his third year, and it ran thus:
When she returned she would have a half-dozen purchases to display, a two-and-six glove bargain from Robinson's, a bit of lace from Selfridge's, a knick-knack from Liberty's "All so MUCH cheaper than you can get 'em in Boston, Hosy." She would have had a glorious time. Matthews, the manager at Camford Street, was out, but Holton, the head clerk I was learning to speak of him as a "clark" was in.
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