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Mr Evson spoke to Walter chiefly about home, about writing letters, about his pocket-money, his amusements, and his studies, and Walter knew well beforehand, without any repetitions then, what his father wished him to be, and the principles in accordance with which he had endeavoured to mould his thoughts and actions.
Charlie Evson alone, of the little band who have been amongst the number of our friends at Saint Winifred's alone, though the youngest of them all is now dead. He died a violent death. Filled with a missionary spirit, and desirous, like Edward Irving, of "something more high and heroical in religion than this age affecteth," he joined a mission to one of the great groups of Pacific Islands.
"Yes, but so much the better; we can easily get it left open, and the thief won't suspect an ambuscade. He must be found out, for the sake of all the boys who are innocent and to wipe out the blot against the house." "All right; I'll ensconce myself there to-morrow. I say, Ken, isn't young Evson a capital fellow? how well he managed to clear Elgood, didn't he? I declare he taught us all a lesson."
The school porter the Famulus as they classically called him a fine-looking man, whose honest English face showed an amount of thought and refinement above his station, opened the gate, and, consigning Walter's play-box and portmanteau to one of the school servants, directed Mr Evson across the court and along some cloisters to the house of Dr Lane, the headmaster.
The sound of the tea-bell prevented further mischief; and as Henderson thrust his arm through Walter's, he said, "Oh, Evson, I wish you hadn't done that! I wish I'd got you to come away before. What a passionate fellow you are!" "Well, it's done now," said Walter, already beginning to soften, and to repent of his fatuity. "What can we do?" said Henderson anxiously.
The violence, too, with which he spoke of Evson, and the indications that he had dropped his old friends and taken up with new and worse companions, filled her mind with anxiety and distress; yet what could she do, poor lady, in her lonely home? There was one thing only that she could do for him in her weakness; and those outpourings of sorrowful and earnest prayer were not in vain.
"O, very well, Evson," said Kenrick, whose chief fault was an intense pride, which took fire on the least provocation, and which made him take umbrage at the slightest offence; "catch me making an advance to you again.
"Well, Evson, you'll soon find out what Paton's like; anything but `a patten of bright gold' at any rate." "Oh! oh! turn him out for his bad pun," said Henderson, hitting him with a pellet of bread, for which offence he immediately received "fifty lines" from the master at the other end of the table.
"You will see them soon," he said very gently; and the next moment, to confirm his words, the door again new open, and Charlie Evson was wrapped in his mother's arms, and strained to her heart, and covered with her kisses, and his bright young face bathed in her tears of gratitude and joy. "Charlie, darling Charlie, where is Walter?" were her first words.
But the next moment Walter, taking him by the hand, had introduced him to his mother and she kissed him too on the cheek. "Your name is so familiar to me, Kenrick," she said; "and you have shared their dangers." "Walter has twice saved my life, Mrs Evson," he answered, "and this time, I trust, he has saved it in more senses than one." The boys' story was soon told.
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