Dr Rowlands watched the scene with moist eyes. He was generally a man
of prompt decision, and he well knew that he would incur by this act the
charge of vacillation. It was a noble self-denial in him to be willing
to do so, but it would have required an iron heart to resist such
earnest supplications, and he was more than repaid when he saw how much
anguish he had removed by yielding to their entreaties.
Once more humbly expressing their gratitude, the boys retired.
They did not know that other influences had been also exerted in their
favour, which, although ineffectual at the time, had tended to alter the
Doctor's intention. Immediately after school Mr Rose had been strongly
endeavouring to change the Doctor's mind, and had dwelt forcibly on all
the good points in Eric's character, and the promise of his earlier
career. And Montagu had gone with Owen and Duncan to beg that the
expulsion might be commuted into some other punishment. They had failed
to convince him; but perhaps, had they not thus exerted themselves, Dr
Rowlands might have been unshaken, though he could not be unmoved, by
Vernon's gentle intercession and Eric's passionate prayers.
Wildney, full of joy, and excited by the sudden revulsion of feeling,
only shook Eric's hands with all his might, and then darted out into the
playground to announce the happy news. The boys all flocked round him,
and received the intelligence with unmitigated pleasure. Among them all
there was not one who did not rejoice that Eric and Wildney were yet to
continue of their number.
But the two brothers returned to the study, and there, sorrowful in his
penitence, with his heart still aching with remorse, Eric sat down on a
chair facing the window, and drew Vernon to his side. The sun was
setting behind the purple hills, flooding the green fields and silver
sea with the crimson of his parting rays. The air was full of peace and
coolness, and the merry sounds of the cricket-field blended joyously
with the whisper of the evening breeze. Eric was fond of beauty in
every shape, and his father had early taught him a keen appreciation of
the glories of nature. He had often gazed before on that splendid
scene, as he was now gazing on it thoughtfully with his brother by his
side. He looked long and wistfully at the gorgeous pageantry of quiet
clouds, and passed his arm more fondly round Vernon's shoulder.
"What are you thinking of, Eric? Why, I declare, you are cr
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