is the proper attitude for correct
breeding to adopt. It was always, with him, a case of correct
breeding, and that was why the Trojans liked him so very much.
"Randal," as Clare said, "knew so precisely who were sheep and who were
goats, and he showed you the difference so clearly."

Whenever he came to stay some former acquaintances were dropped as
being, perhaps, not quite the right people. He never said that any one
was not the right person, that would be bad breeding, but you realised,
of your own accord, that they were not quite right. That was why the
impression was so strong--it seemed to come from yourself; your eyes
were suddenly opened and you wondered that you hadn't seen it before.

He said very little of Trojan people this time; the main result of his
visit was its effect on Harry's position.

Had you been a stranger you would have noticed nothing; the motto of
the gentleman of good breeding is, "The end and aim of all true
opinions is the concealing of them from the wrong person."

Randal was exceedingly polite to Harry, so polite that Robin and Clare
knew immediately that he disapproved, but Harry was pleased. Randal
spoke warmly to Robin. "You are lucky to have such a father, Bob; it's
what we all want, you and I especially, a little fresh air let into our
Cambridge dust and confusion; it's most refreshing to find some one who
cares nothing about all those things that have seemed to us, quite
erroneously probably, so valuable. You should copy him, Robin."

But Robin made no reply. He understood perfectly. There had been some
qualities in his father that he had, deep down in his nature, admired.
He had seemed to be without doubt a man on whom one could rely in a
tight corner, and in spite of himself he had liked his father's
frankness. It was unusual. There was always another meaning in
everything that Robin's friends said, but there was never any doubt
about Harry. He missed the fine shades, of course, and was lamentably
lacking in discrimination, but you did know where you were. Robin had,
almost reluctantly, admired this before the coming of Randal. But now
there could be no question. When Randal was there you had displayed
before you the complete art of successful allusion. Nothing was ever
directly stated, but everything was hinted, and you were compelled to
believe that this really was the perfection of good breeding. Robin
admired Randal exceedingly. He took his dicta very ser