The Professors perhaps regarded him as a sort of charity-boy, and Twybridge possibly saw him in the same light.

The doubt flashed upon his mind while he was trying to eat and converse with becoming self-possession.

He dug his heel into the carpet and silently cursed the burden of his servitude.
When the meal was over, Mr.Moxey led the way out into the garden.
Christian walked apart with Janet: Godwin strolled about between his host and the eldest Miss Moxey, talking of he knew not what.

In a short half-hour he screwed up his courage to the point of leave-taking.
Marcella and three of her cousins had disappeared, so that the awkwardness of departure was reduced.

Christian, who seemed to be in a very contented mood, accompanied the guest as far as the garden gate.
'What will be your special line of work when you leave Whitelaw ?' he inquired.