Excerpt: "It was Henry Arkell. For the years have gone on, and the lovely boy of ten or eleven, has grown into this handsome youth. Other people and other things have grown with him. Now then What be you doing here You just please to take yourself Off, young gentleman.' He quitted the railings in Obedience the college boys never thought of disputing the orders of the gatekeeper. Stepping backwards with a sort of spring, he stepped upon the foot Of some one who was approaching the gate..."
