A man in semi-clerical dress was walking along the road which led from the railway-station into a provincial town.

As he walked he read persistently, only looking up once now and then to see that he was keeping on the foot track and to avoid other passengers.

At those moments, whoever had known the former students at the millwright's would have perceived that one of them, Joshua Halborough, was the peripatetic reader here.
What had been simple force in the youth's face was energized judgment in the man's.

His character was gradually writing itself out in his countenance.

That he was watching his own career with deeper and deeper interest, that he continually 'heard his days before him,' and cared to hear little else, might have been hazarded from what was seen there.