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-- I can't yet tell how." The opportunity never came.

But he was too old and too wise a man to let such things affect his happiness, and he was happier in Oxford than in London.

"Some of the old Dons," he wrote, "have been rather touchingly kind." There was indeed only one chance of escaping Froude's magnetism, and that was to keep out of his way.

The charm of his company was always irresistible.

Different as the Oxford of 1893 was from the Oxford of 1843, young men are always the same, and Froude thoroughly understood them.