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Updated: June 21, 2025
So Julian accepted Elstan, and Lillyston went with him to London to help him in selecting furniture for the vicarage which was so soon to receive a bride. "Are you really going to venture on matrimony with only 200 pounds a year?" asked Lillyston.
Lillyston hoped the same, as he looked at Violet. It was arranged that they should all four go at once to Julian's rooms, and help in the grand operation of unpacking. The rooms were very pleasant attics in the great court, looking out on the Fellows' bowling-green, and the Iscam flowing beyond it.
As they come back, the hour for the wedding approaches, and Lillyston says to Owen "How I wish De Vayne were here!" "But he is in Florence, is he not?" says Owen. They have hardly spoken when a carriage with a coronet on the panels dashes up to the Lion Inn; a young man alights, hands out a lady, and enters the inn. "Surely that must be De Vayne himself," says Suton running forward.
Although the chapel-bell had not yet begun to ring, he put out his cap and surplice, and sat down to drink more wine. Just as the clock struck six, Lillyston knocked at Julian's door. "Aha! old fellow," said Julian, "you are just in time to have a glass of wine before chapel."
Lillyston, always a firm and faithful friend, was grieved to the soul to hear of Julian's condition; for, without believing half that Hazlet said, it was at least clear that Julian had shown some violence, and, if Hazlet was to be trusted, "had sworn at him in a manner perfectly awful." What had come over Julian of late?
He fancied that the secret had oozed out; he fancied that men eyed him sometimes with strange glances; he pictured to himself the degradation he should feel if Julian, or De Vayne, or Lillyston ever knew of what weakness he was capable. This one error rode like a night-mare on his breast. But none of his gloomy presentiments on the score of detection were fulfilled.
"Good-bye, Frank," said Julian "To-morrow, to fresh fields and pastures new." "Good-bye, Julian. We must meet next at Saint Werner's." "Mind you write meanwhile." "All right. You shall hear in a week. Good-bye." And Lillyston nodded from the cab window his last farewell to Julian Home, the Harton boy.
"Not content with doing your best to ruin Home, you are using personal violence to one not so strong as yourself. Come, sir, you have felt what I can do before. Drop that whip, or take the consequences." "Stop, Hugh," said Julian sullenly; "I horse-whipped him first." "You!" said Lillyston.
The men have not yet forgiven me De Vayne's absence, though really and truly that sin does not lie at my door. Except Julian and Lillyston there is hardly a man I respect, who does not look at me with averted eyes. Of course Grayson and the dons detest me to a man; but I don't care for them." "Then, you mysterious fellow, seeing all this so clearly, why do you suffer it to be so?"
Julian stamped impatiently on the floor, and prepared to close with Lillyston again, but now Lillyston stepped from the door, and as he slowly went out, turned round and said "Julian, do you call this being brave or strong? Can you let one disappointment unman you so utterly?" "Be brave, and honest, and pure, and God will be with you."
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