r Armstrong, I'm glad I've got one person to back me up.
Every one else is down on me--auntie, father, Roger, Jill, Tom--"

"I'm not down on you," put in Tom. "I think it's rather larks your
going to the Vicarage. No more of that beastly art class for us. But
if you want to know who's down on you, it's jolly old Ratman. I've just
been to see him off in the tantrums to London. I asked him to be sure
and be back for Roger's birthday, and he said he'd try, if his black eye
was well enough. That must have been a ripping clean shot of yours,
Armstrong. He'll get over it all right, you bet. He was grinning about
it already, and said he'd have a return some day. I asked him if he
didn't think Rosalind was a stunner (one's got to be civil to fellows,
you know), and he said `Rather,' and envied the kids at the Vicarage. I
don't. You always make yourself jolly civil to other people, but I
don't come in for much of it, nor does Jill."

"I can't bear your going away," said Jill, with tears in her eyes; "I'll
be so lonely. But it would be far worse if Mr Armstrong were to go
away too. You'll stay, won't you, dear Mr Armstrong?"

Dear Mr Armstrong jerked his eye-glass by way of assent, and said he
was sure everybody would miss Miss Oliphant and-- and he would say good-
bye now, as he had some letters to get off by the post.

Miss Rosalind, who had just been thinking a little kindly of the tutor,
stiffened somewhat at this abrupt exit, and thought Mr Armstrong might
at least have offered to escort her over to her new quarters.

To tell the truth, that poor gentleman would have given a finger off his
hand for the chance, and retired to his room very dejected about the
whole business--so dejected that he fidgeted about his room a good while
before he noticed a note addressed to himself, in Captain Oliphant's
hand, lying on the table. He opened it and read--

"Mr Frank Armstrong is informed that his services as tutor to Roger
Ingleton will not be required after this day month, the 25th _prox_.
Mr Armstrong is at liberty to remain at Maxfield until that date, or
may leave at once on accepting a month's wages in lieu of notice.--For
the Executors of Roger Ingleton,--

"Edward Oliphant."

The tutor's lips curled into a grim smile as he perused this pleasing
document, and then tossed it into the waste-paper basket. He relieved
his feelings with a few chords on the piano, and then, after a few more
uneasy tu