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There was no more noise that night. Wildney and the rest slunk off ashamed and frightened, and Eric, leaving his candle flaring on the table, went down to his bed-room, where he was very sick. He had neither strength nor spirit to undress, and flung himself into bed just as was. Rowlands came up stairs on his usual nightly rounds.
"I am sorry for it, Monty; I think you are the only boy who has any influence over him." "I fear you are mistaken, sir, in that. Little Wildney has much more." "Wildney?" asked Mr. Rose, in sorrowful surprise. "Wildney more influence than you?" "Yes, sir." "Ah, that our poor Edwin had lived!" So, with a sigh, Walter Rose and Harry Montagu buried their friendship for Eric until happier days.
In a moment, however, he re-opened it, for he heard Wildney's step, and, after admitting him, locked it once more. Without a word Wildney, who looked very pale, flung his arms round Eric's neck, and, unable to bear up any longer, burst into a flood of tears. Both of them felt relief in giving the reins to their sorrow. "O my father! my father!" sobbed Wildney at length. "What will he say?
Absolute astonishment and curiosity had held the boys silent with amazement, but by the end of this sentence they had recovered themselves, and a perfect burst of derision and indignation followed. "Let's see if that'll cut short his oration," said Wildney, throwing a book at his head, which was instantly followed by others from all quarters.
"Come, landlord, fill the flowing bowl, Until it does run overt Come, landlord, fill," &c "Now," he said, "join in the chorus!" The boys, all more or less excited, joined in heartily and uproariously "For to-night we'll merry merry be! For to-night we'll merry merry be! For to-night we'll merry merry be! To-morrow we'll be sober!" While Wildney sang, Eric had time to think.
Besides, I feel myself pledged now to strict obedience." "Ay, you're quite right. We'll get leave easily enough though, provided we agree to take Jim the boatman with us; so I vote we make up a party." "By the bye, I forgot; I'm engaged to Wildney to-morrow." "Never mind. Bring him with you, and Graham too, if you like."
"I believe you think I'm afraid," said Wildney, laughing, and looking at Eric with his dark eyes; "and what's more, I believe you're afraid." "Little whippersnapper!" said Eric, coloring, "as if I was afraid to do anything you dare do. I'll go with you at once, if you like." "What are you thinking of?" asked Duncan. "I don't care twopence about the beer, and I hope you won't go."
After that he lay awake thinking for an hour, but his thoughts weren't very pleasant. At twelve he went and awoke Wildney. "I don't feel very sleepy. Shall I sit with you for your hour, Charlie?" "Oh, do! I should like it of all things. But douse the glim there; we shan't want it, and it might give the alarm." "All right."
"Oh, I don't think much of going there" said Wildney, carelessly; "we go every-week almost." "We! who?" "Oh, Brigson and a lot of us. We have a club there which we call the 'Anti-muffs, and that's our smoking-room." "And is that horrid beast the landlord?" "Yes; he was an old school-servant, and there's no harm in him that I know of."
Eric, especially, seemed to be devoting himself with every energy to regain, if possible, his long lost position, and by the altered complexion of his remaining school-life, to atone in some poor measure for its earlier sins. And he carried Wildney with him, influencing others also of his late companions in a greater or less degree.
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