alled a shirker. He would have given anything
he possessed to have gone up to Trevanion, and said, "I'll go with
you," but he could not. If he did, he would have to uproot the Faith
of a lifetime.

The Captain moved towards the carriage which was close to his own,
Nancy accompanying him. Bob knew that the girl saw him, but he might
not have existed as far as she was concerned. She spoke gaily, and her
face was wreathed with smiles, but the smiles were not for him, they
were for the man who was going to fight for his country.

The Admiral and the Captain also saw him, but neither spoke. They
seemed to regard him as one who henceforth could not be one of
themselves.

"A man must pay his price, I suppose," reflected Bob. "If he does not
shout with the crowd, he is despised by it. I knew that when I made up
my mind, but I never thought it would be so hard. She thinks I am a
coward--the cowardice would lie in doing what she wants me to do."

"Well, good-bye, Captain: a fine time to you; come back safe to us.
You shall have a great homecoming," shouted the Admiral. "There,
another cheer, lads; he is going to fight for his country," and amidst
wild shouting Trevanion entered the carriage, while only looks of
derision and scornful glances were directed towards Bob.

Arrived in London, Bob caught the first train for Oxford, and before it
was dark entered that classic city. But it was not the Oxford he knew;
an indescribable change had come over everything. When he had left it,
the streets were full of undergraduates, who with merry jest and
laughter had thronged the public places. The colleges then were all on
the point of breaking up, and the students, wearing their short, absurd
little gowns, made Oxford what it ordinarily is in term time. Now the
streets were comparatively empty, many of the colleges had been taken
by the Government in order to be made ready to receive wounded
soldiers. There were no shouts of jubilation, for the news in the
papers that day saddened the hearts of the people. The German army was
steadily driving back the Allied forces towards Paris. Whispers were
heard about the French Government's being shifted to Bordeaux. It
seemed as though Germany were going to repeat the victories of
forty-four years before, when the great _debacle_ of the French nation
startled Europe. Business was at a standstill. How could the city be
gay when the English soldiers were being driven back with en