uld
never have dreamt of such a thing had not the Professor, who has been a
most unfortunate man, felt so deeply interested in the inscription."

"Yes, sir; I know all about that," said Glyn coldly; "and Singh told me
that this Professor Barclay wanted the belt left with him."

"Yes," cried Morris; "but it was not done, and I strongly commended
Singh for his firmness in refusing."

"Yes, sir, I know that too," said Glyn; "and Singh must not go to this
man's apartments again."

"My dear young friend," cried Morris, whose brow was damp with
perspiration, "I quite agree with you there. It was rather thoughtless
on my part--a slip such as we are all liable to make. I was led away by
the literary part of the question, and I somehow thought that it would
be to the advantage of our young fellow--student if he learned from a
good authority a little more about the inscription upon those stones."

"Yes, sir; there was no harm in that," said Glyn quietly.

"No, Severn, not the slightest, and as soon as I found the Professor
making such a request--one that he certainly ought not to have made--I
repented very bitterly of that which I felt to be a gross error on my
part. There," he continued, with a half-laugh, "you see I can speak
frankly when I have made a mistake. I hope you will always do the same.
But, of course, you do not think it in the slightest degree necessary
that you should make any report about this to the Doctor?"

"What do you think, sir?" said Glyn coldly.

Morris uttered a gasp, and, looking wildly in the young speaker's eyes,
he felt behind him till one hand touched a chair-back, and then he sank
down speechless, to seek for his pocket-handkerchief and wipe his wet
brow.

"What do I think?" he said, at last, with a groan. "I think it means
ruin for me. Mr Severn, I have apologised for speaking so sharply to
you, and now I must humble myself to you. If you report this to the
Doctor only one thing can follow. I shall have lost his confidence for
ever, and he will tell me at once to send in my resignation. Mr
Severn, you and your young companion don't know what it is to be poor.
The loss of my post here under such circumstances, due to a weak desire
to help a fellow-master in distress, would be quite sufficient to injure
me dreadfully. If I have sinned I am bitterly punished for what I have
done. This is a humiliation, a cruel humiliation, such as you can
hardly realise."

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