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Updated: June 21, 2025
"Flattered to be the butt for the insolence of puppyism and every fool who is coarse enough to insult them publicly." "Who the d-d-d-deuce are you?" said Lord Fitzurse, "for you're coming it r-r-rather strong." "Who is he?" said Lillyston, breaking in, "your equal, sir, in birth, as he is your superior in intellect, and in every moral quality.
So, form by form, Lillyston and Julian Home mounted up the school side by side, and illustrated the noblest and holiest uses of friendship by adding to each other's happiness and advantage in every way. I am glad to dwell on such a picture, knowing, O holy Friendship, how awfully a schoolboy can sometimes desecrate thy name!
It happened that he was with them one evening when the conversation turned on supernatural appearances, the possibility of which was maintained by Julian and Owen, while Lillyston in his genial way was pooh-poohing them altogether. Hazlet alone sat silent, but at last he said "I have never yet mentioned to any living soul what once happened to me, but I will do so now.
Kennedy and Lillyston were not yet arrived, and Julian went to meet the coach from Roysley, hoping to see one of them at least for he was almost as anxious to break the disappointment gently to Kennedy, as he was to be the first to bear to his oldest school friend the surprising and delightful news of his success. They were both in the coach, and Julian was quite puzzled how to meet them.
"And to show you, Lillyston," said Owen, "how little I fear any natural explanations, and how much I think them beside the point, I'll tell you what happened to me only the other night, and which yet does not make me at all inclined to rationalise Hazlet's story. I had just put out the candle in my bedroom, when over my head I saw a handwriting on the wall in characters of light.
But Mrs Home's thoughts had reverted to Julian, and she knew Miss Sprong too well not to be aware that she had designs on Lady Vinsear's property, and would excite against Julian any ill-will she could. He read a part of this letter to Lillyston, and, with his own comments, it ran thus:
His expression was something totally different from anything that Lillyston had ever observed in him, even from a boy, and his feet seemed to waver under him as he walked. De Vayne joined them in the court, and was quite startled to see Julian looking so ill.
"I never cut your ropes, you brute," said Bruce, between his teeth, "though you wouldn't move when we asked you civilly." "What's that, then?" said the man, pointing to a bit of rope two inches long which Bruce still held dangling in his hand. "I'm afraid you forget the facts, Bruce, in your excitement," said Lillyston, very sternly.
"I am inclined to think so," said Mr Norton, with scorn in his eye; and so saying, he took the little proctor's arm, and strode away, while the crowd of undergraduates also broke up, and streamed off in twos and threes. "Do you mean to pay that fellow for his rope, Bruce?" asked Lillyston; "if not, I do."
"It is just like you to do so." "Is it? Oh well, I shall have to make some more, perhaps, before I have done." "Well, you'd better look out what you say to Kennedy, at any rate. He is a fiery subject." "Thank you, I will." This wrangling was very unprofitable, and Lillyston gladly dropped it, not however without feeling somewhat puzzled at the air which Brogten assumed.
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