CHAPTER TWENTY TWO.
HOW MY MASTER AND I WENT OUT TO BREAKFAST, AND WHOM WE MET.
Jim Halliday--now a strapping youth of nineteen--was a good representative of the "steady set" at Saint George's College.

Indeed, as he was intending to become a clergyman in due time, it would have been a deplorable thing if this had not been the case.

He worked hard, and though not a clever fellow, had already taken a good position in the examination lists of his college.

He was also an ardent superintendent at a certain ragged-school in the town conducted by University men; and was further becoming a well-known figure in the debates at the Union--on all which accounts his friends were not a little satisfied.

But on one point Jim and his friends did not hit it.