Froude attended his sermons, and was fascinated still more.

For a time, however, the effect was merely aesthetic.

The young man enjoyed the voice, the eloquence, the thinking power of the preacher as he might have enjoyed a sonata of Beethoven's.

But his acquaintance with the reading men was not kept up, and he led an idle, luxurious life.
Nobody then dreamt of an Oxford Commission, and the Colleges, like the University, were left to themselves.

They were not economically managed, and the expenses of the undergraduates were heavy.