work to be accurate, and to get up all the grammar and
the Greek roots, it will be horrid enough in all conscience.'

He groaned as deeply as if he had not been congratulating himself just
before on the difficulty.

'Who was your tutor?' asked Mrs. Edmonstone.

'Mr. Potts,' said Guy. 'He is a very clever man; he had a common
grammar-school education, but he struggled on--taught himself a great
deal--and at last thought it great promotion to be a teacher at the
Commercial Academy, as they call it, at Moorworth, where Markham's
nephews went to school. He is very clever, I assure you, and very
patient of the hard, wearing life he must have of it there; and oh! so
enjoying a new book, or an afternoon to himself. When I was about eight
or nine, I began with him, riding into Moorworth three times in a week;
and I have gone on ever since. I am sure he has done the best he could
for me; and he made the readings very pleasant by his own enjoyment. If
Philip had known the difficulties that man has struggled through, and
his beautiful temper, persevering in doing his best and being contented,
I am sure he could never have spoken contemptuously of him.'

'I am sure he would not,' said Mrs. Edmonstone; 'all he meant was,
that a person without a university education cannot tell what the
requirements are to which a man must come up in these days.'

'Ah!' said Guy, laughing, 'how I wished Mr. Potts had been there to
have enjoyed listening to Philip and Mr. Lascelles discussing some
new Lexicon, digging down for roots of words, and quoting passages of
obscure Greek poets at such a rate, that if my eyes had been shut I
could have thought them two withered old students in spectacles and
snuff-coloured coats.'

'Philip was in his element.' said Mrs. Edmonstone, smiling.

'Really,' proceeded Guy, with animation, 'the more I hear and see of
Philip, the more I wonder. What a choice collection of books he has--so
many of them school prizes, and how beautifully bound!'

'Ah! that is one of Philip's peculiar ways. With all his prudence
and his love of books, I believe he would not buy one unless he had a
reasonable prospect of being able to dress it handsomely. Did you see
the print?'

'Yes that I did. What glorious loveliness! There is nothing that does
it justice but the description in the lecture. Oh I forgot, you have
not heard it. You must let me read it to you by and by. Those two little
angels, what faces they have. Perfect inn