pocket the lucre. I've had my share already. By the bye,

when a man of the world falls into a bit of luck, has a few

shillings extra in his pocket - I'm ashamed to speak of it,

but there's a rule of conduct in the case. No treating, no

purchase of expensive class-books, no squaring of old debts;

borrow, don't lend.'

'Macfarlane,' began Fettes, still somewhat hoarsely, 'I have

put my neck in a halter to oblige you.'

'To oblige me?' cried Wolfe. 'Oh, come! You did, as near as

I can see the matter, what you downright had to do in self-

defence. Suppose I got into trouble, where would you be?

This second little matter flows clearly from the first. Mr.

Gray is the continuation of Miss Galbraith. You can't begin

and then stop. If you begin, you must keep on beginning;

that's the truth. No rest for the wicked.'

A horrible sense of blackness and the treachery of fate

seized hold upon the soul of the unhappy student.

'My God!' he cried, 'but what have I done? and when did I

begin? To be made a class assistant - in the name of reason,

where's the harm in that? Service wanted the position;

Service might have got it. Would HE have been where I am

now?'

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