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Updated: June 21, 2025
I have much to be ashamed of." "Well, Julian," said Lillyston, changing the subject, "you mustn't think any more of this Clerkland, for potentially you got it, as everybody acknowledges; dynamei you were successful, if not ezgo." "I don't mean to let it discourage me," said Julian, "though the potential is mightily different from the actual."
Off darts Lillyston, bounds up the hill into the churchyard, and has informed the happy Julian of his good fortune long before the "three cheers for Mr Burton," and "three cheers for Home," have died away. "So soon the boy a youth, the youth a man, Eager to run the race his fathers ran." Rogers' Human Life.
"How immensely jolly. I wish my mother and sister had taken the trouble to come with me, I know." They went to the hotel, and Lillyston was able to gratify the curiosity he had long felt to see his friend's relations. "Whom do you think I've brought back with me, mother? guess," said Julian, as he entered the room beaming with pleasure. "Here, Hugh, come along. My mother my sister Mr Lillyston."
Of the latter, there was one with whom Julian and Lillyston were equally charmed, and who soon became their constant companion. His name was Kennedy, and Julian first got to know him by sitting next him in lecture-room.
"DEAR HOME Beyond knowing by rumour that I am head of the school, you will, I suppose, hardly remember a boy who was so low in the school as I was when you were monitor. But though you will perhaps have forgotten me, I have not forgotten you, or the many kinds acts I experienced from you and Lillyston when I was a little new fellow.
Lillyston also distinguished himself, and all three determined to read for Fellowships, which, before a year was over, they had the honour to obtain. Meanwhile a circumstance had happened which changed the course of Kennedy's intentions. After his conversation with Violet, he had often thought of his plans for the future, and written to her about them.
"Nobody asked you, sir, she said," retorted Brogten rudely; "if it had been some sentimental humbug, I dare say you'd have mooned about it long enough." "Better, at any rate, than some of your low stories, Brogten," said Lillyston, firing up on his friend's behalf. "I don't know. I like something manly." "Vice and manliness being identical, then, according to your notions?" said Lillyston.
A second more, and it would have been buried to the handle in the right arm which, quick as lightning, the bargee raised to shield his face, when Brogten's arm was seized from behind by Lillyston, who wrested the knife from him, and pitched it into the river. Brogten turned round, still unconscious what he was about. Julian stood nearest him, and he thought it was Julian who had disarmed him.
He looked up, but saw nothing to explain the mystery; the rooms were in darkness, except that a dull, blue flame, flickering over the black and red relics of the fire, threw fantastic gleams across the furniture and ceiling, and gave an odd, wild appearance to the cap and gown that hung beside the door. Lillyston was filled with surprise, and lit the candle on the table.
"Come, bargee," said Lillyston good-humouredly, "out of the way with the barge as quick as ever you can; there's a boat-race, and you'll spoil the fun." "Oh, it's a race, be it?" said the man, as he instantly helped Lillyston to back the horses. "If them young jackanapes had only toald me, 'stead of blusterin' that way "
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