It is not sane; neither perhaps am I.But I am not going to Scotland.

They would request me to resign in a week.' Long after Elsmere, who had stayed talking awhile on other things, had gone, Langham sat on brooding over the empty grate.
'Corrupter of youth!' he said to himself once, bitterly.

And perhaps it was to a certain remorse in the tutor's mind that Elsmere owed an experience of great importance to his afterlife.
The name of a certain Mr.Grey had for some time before his entry at Oxford been more or less familiar to Robert's ears as that of a person of great influence and consideration at St.Anselm's.

His tutor at Harden had spoken of him in the boy's hearing as one of the most remarkable men of the generation, and had several times impressed upon his pupil that nothing could be so desirable for him as to secure the friendship of such a man.

It was on the occasion of his first interview with the Provost, after the scholarship examination, that Robert was first brought face to face with Mr.Grey.He could remember a short dark man standing beside the Provost, who had been introduced to him by that name, but the nervousness of the moment had been so great that the boy had been quite incapable of giving him any special attention.
During his first term and a half of residence, Robert occasionally met Mr.Grey in the quadrangle or in the street, and the tutor, remembering the thin, bright-faced youth, would return his salutations kindly, and sometimes stop to speak to him, to ask him if he were comfortably settled in his rooms, or make a remark about the boats.