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Therewasagraymistacrossthesun,sothattheeyecouldbearitslight,andErnest,whilemusingasabove,waslookingrightintothemiddleofthesunhimself,asintothefaceofonewhomheknewandwasfondof。Atfirsthisfacewasgrave,butkindly,asofatiredmanwhofeelsthatalongtaskisover;butinafewsecondsthemorehumoroussideofhismisfortunespresenteditselftohim,andhesmiledhalfreproachfully,halfmerrily,asthinkinghowlittleallthathadhappenedtohimreallymattered,andhowsmallwerehishardshipsascomparedwiththoseofmostpeople。Stilllookingintotheeyeofthesunandsmilingdreamily,hethoughthowhehadhelpedtoburnhisfatherineffigy,andhislookgrewmerrier,tillatlasthebrokeoutintoalaugh。Exactlyatthismomentthelightveilofcloudpartedfromthesun,andhewasbroughttoterrafirmabythebreakingforthofthesunshine。Onthishebecameawarethathewasbeingwatchedattentivelybyafellow-travelleroppositetohim,anelderlygentlemanwithalargeheadandiron-greyhair。
“Myyoungfriend。”saidhe,good-naturedly,“youreallymustnotcarryonconversationswithpeopleinthesun,whileyouareinapublicrailwaycarriage。”
Theoldgentlemansaidnotanotherword,butunfoldedhisTimesandbegantoreadit。AsforErnest,heblushedcrimson。Thepairdidnotspeakduringtherestofthetimetheywereinthecarriage,buttheyeyedeachotherfromtimetotime,sothatthefaceofeachwasimpressedontherecollectionoftheother。
Somepeoplesaythattheirschooldayswerethehappiestoftheirlives。Theymayberight,butIalwayslookwithsuspicionuponthosewhomIhearsayingthis。Itishardenoughtoknowwhetheroneishappyorunhappynow,andstillhardertocomparetherelativehappinessorunhappinessofdifferenttimesofone’slife;
theutmostthatcanbesaidisthatwearefairlyhappysolongaswearenotdistinctlyawareofbeingmiserable。AsIwastalkingwithErnestonedaynotsolongsinceaboutthis,hesaidhewassohappynowthathewassurehehadneverbeenhappier,anddidnotwishtobeso,butthatCambridgewasthefirstplacewherehehadeverbeenconsciouslyandcontinuouslyhappy。
Howcananyboyfailtofeelanecstasyofpleasureonfirstfindinghimselfinroomswhichheknowsforthenextfewyearsaretobehiscastle?Herehewillnotbecompelledtoturnoutofthemostcomfortableplaceassoonashehasensconcedhimselfinitbecausepapaormammahappenstocomeintotheroom,andheshouldgiveituptothem。Themostcosychairhereisforhimself,thereisnooneeventosharetheroomwithhim,ortointerferewithhisdoingashelikesinit——smokingincluded。Why,ifsucharoomlookedoutbothbackandfrontontoablankdeadwallitwouldstillbeaparadise,howmuchmorethenwhentheviewisofsomequietgrassycourtorcloisterorgarden,asfromthewindowsofthegreaternumberofroomsatOxfordandCambridge。
Theobald,asanoldfellowandtutorofEmmanuel——atwhichcollegehehadenteredErnest——wasabletoobtainfromthepresenttutoracertainpreferenceinthechoiceofrooms;Ernest’s,therefore,wereverypleasantones,lookingoutuponthegrassycourtthatisboundedbytheFellows’gardens。
TheobaldaccompaniedhimtoCambridge,andwasathisbestwhiledoingso。Helikedthejaunt,andevenhewasnotwithoutacertainfeelingofprideinhavingafull-blownsonattheUniversity。SomeofthereflectedraysofthissplendourwereallowedtofalluponErnesthimself。Theobaldsaidhewas“willingtohope“——thiswasoneofhistags——thathissonwouldturnoveranewleafnowthathehadleftschool,andforhisownparthewas“onlytooready“——thiswasanothertag——toletbygonesbebygones。
Ernest,notyethavinghisnameonthebooks,wasabletodinewithhisfatherattheFellows’tableofoneoftheothercollegesontheinvitationofanoldfriendofT