It was a very solemn thought to him how great were his responsibilities, and what a privilege it was to live in the whirl and stir of one of the intellectual centers of England! * * * * * Frank Guiseley was to Mr.Mackintosh a very great puzzle.

He had certainly been insubordinate in his first year (Mr.Mackintosh gravely suspected him of the Bread-and-Butter affair, which had so annoyed his colleague), but he certainly had been very steady and even deferential ever since.

(He always took off his hat, for example, to Mr.Mackintosh, with great politeness.) Certainly he was not very regular at chapel, and he did not dine in hall nearly so often as Mr.Mackintosh would have wished (for was it not part of the University idea that men of all grades of society should meet as equals under the college roof ?).

But, then, he had never been summoned for any very grave or disgraceful breach of the rules, and was never insolent or offensive to any of the Fellows.

Finally, he came of a very distinguished family; and Mr.
Mackintosh had the keenest remembrance still of his own single interview, three years ago, with the Earl of Talgarth.
Mr.Mackintosh wondered, then, exactly what he would have to say to Mr.
Guiseley, and what Mr.Guiseley would have to say to him.