n came in from
lecture, and drew off Drysdale's attention from Jack, who quietly
followed Joe out of the room, when that worthy disappeared.
Drysdale only laughed when he found it out, and went down to the
yard that afternoon to see the match between the London dog and
his own pet.

"How in the world are youngsters with unlimited credit, plenty of
ready money, and fast tastes, to be kept from making fools and
blackguards of themselves up here," thought Sanders, as he
strolled back to his college. And it is a question which has
exercised other heads besides his, and probably is a long way yet
from being well solved.

CHAPTER IV

THE ST. AMBROSE BOAT CLUB: ITS MINISTERY AND THEIR BUDGET.

We left our hero, a short time back, busily engaged on his dinner
commons, and resolved forthwith to make great friends with Hardy.
It never occurred to him that there could be the slightest
difficulty in carrying out this resolve. After such a passage as
they two had had together that afternoon, he felt that the usual
outworks of acquaintanceship had been cleared at a bound, and
looked upon Hardy already as an old friend to whom he could talk
out his mind as freely as he had been used to do to his old tutor
at school, or to Arthur. Moreover, as there were already several
things in his head which he was anxious to ventilate, he was all
the more pleased that chance had thrown him across a man of so
much older standing than himself, and one to whom he
instinctively felt that he could look up.

Accordingly, after grace had been said, and he saw that Hardy had
not finished his dinner, but sat down again when the fellows had
left the hall, he strolled out, meaning to wait for his victim
outside, and seize upon him then and there; so he stopped on the
steps outside the hall-door, and to pass the time, joined himself
to one or two other men with whom he had a speaking acquaintance,
who were also hanging about. While they were talking, Hardy came
out of the hall, and Tom turned and stepped forward, meaning to
speak to him. To his utter discomfiture, Hardy walked quickly
away, looking straight before him, and without showing, by look
or gesture, that he was conscious of our hero's existence, or had
ever seen him before in his life.

Tom was so taken aback that he made no effort to follow. He just
glanced at his companions to see whether they had noticed the
occurrence, and was glad to see that they had not (being deep in
the discus