"My magic has discovered that either the Lady Louisa or myself will obtain it.

I admire your selfishness, young gentlemen--you assign to yourselves every thing, and leave us out of the question.

If I can't be a genius, I mean to be a good boy." Many bitter remarks were then made on Louis' late good behavior, and a few upon his manner towards Ferrers, which, by some, was styled meanness of the highest degree.
Ferrers could not endure it--he left the circle and walked about the playground alone, full of remorse, thinking over every plan he had formed for making amends to Louis for all.

He looked up once or twice with a gasping effort, and, oh! in the wrinkled and contracted forehead what trouble might be read.

"Oh! that it were a dream," he at last uttered, "that I could wake and find it a warning." There was a soft, warm hand in his, and Louis' gentle voice replied, "Do not grieve now about me, Ferrers, it will soon be over." Ferrers started and drew his hand away.
"You are not angry with me, are you ?" said Louis; "I saw you alone, and I was afraid you wanted comfort--I did not like to come before, for fear the boys should make remarks, Reginald especially." Ferrers looked at Louis a minute without speaking, and then, pushing him off, walked quickly to the house, and did not show himself any more that evening.
* * * * * Breakfast had long been finished, and the school was once more assembled; the second class was waiting impatiently on the raised end of the school-room for the doctor's entrance, or for a summons to his presence; and near, at their several desks, busily writing answers to a number of printed questions, sat the first class.