I GO TO ETON--MY MASTER--I SERVE HIM WELL I went joyfully to school the first time, but each succeeding half with less and less willingness.

And yet my school-days were very happy ones, especially to look back upon.
"You will be in the same tutor's house as Lionel Damer," said my father; "and I have written to ask him to befriend you." "Just the sort of idiotic thing parents do do," said Sir Lionel, on our first meeting.

"You may thank your stars I don't pay you off for it." Leo had grown much taller since we met, but he had lost none of his beauty.

I was overpowered by his noble appearance and the air of authority he wore, and then and there gave him the hero-worship of my heart.

It was with a thrill of delight that I heard him add, "However, I want a fag, and I dare say I can take you.