sn't so much grief as a dreadful shock to her
nerves, and the constitution of her mind, and many things we needn't
mention--as for that, no one can meddle. But just to make her feel that
there is some one to whom nothing is a trouble, who will go anywhere, or
do anything----"

"Well: that's what the tutor will get into doing, if you don't mind.
I'll tell you, Warrender, what I would do if I were you. I'd be the
tutor myself."

"I am glad I spoke to you," said the young man. "It is very pleasant to
meet with a mind that is sympathetic. You perceive what I mean. I must
think it all over. I do not know if I can do what you say, but if it
could be managed, certainly---- Anyhow, I am very much obliged to you
for the advice."

"Oh, that is nothing," said Dick; "but I think I can enter into your
feelings."

"And so few do," said Warrender; "either it is made the subject of
injurious remarks--remarks which, if they came to her ears, would--or
a succession of feeble jokes more odious still, or suggestions that
it would be better for me to look after my own business. I am not
neglecting my own business that I am aware of; a few trees to cut down,
a few farms to look after, are not so important. I hope now," he added,
"you are no longer astonished that the small interests of the University
don't tell for very much in comparison."

"I beg you a thousand pardons, Warrender. I had forgotten all about the
University."

"It does not matter," he said, waving his hand; "it does not make the
least difference to me. It would not change my determination in any way,
whatever might depend upon it; and nothing really depends upon it. I
can't tell you how much obliged I am to you for your sympathy, Cavendish."
He added, after a moment, "It is doubly good of you to enter into my
difficulties, everything being so easy-going in your own life."

Cavendish looked at his companion with eyes that twinkled with a sort
of tragic laughter. It was natural for the young one to feel himself
in a grand and unique position, as a very young man seized by a _grande
passion_ is so apt to do; but the fine superiority and conviction that
he was not as other men gave a grim amusement to the man who was so
easy-going, whose life was all plain sailing in the other's sight. "All
the more reason," he said, with a laugh, "being safe myself, that I
should take an interest in you." He laughed again, so that for the
moment Warrender, with momentary rage, believed