In entering upon the study of theology he seemed to become a soldier in the sacred band, the elite of the army which won and guarded truth.

Already he was convinced that there could be no greater science than the Divine one, no more inspiring moment in life than this one when he took his first step towards the knowledge of God.
He crossed the quadrangle with his mind full of such thoughts, and joined a group of students round the door of one of the examination-halls.

It did not shock his sense of fitness that some of his fellow-students in the great science wore shabby clothes, or that others scorned the use of a razor.

Bred as he had been at home, he felt no incongruity between dirty collars and the study of divinity.

It was not until he caught scraps of conversation that he experienced an awakening from his dream.