WHAT A DAY FOR JONAH! The six months which followed Jeffreys' introduction into the classical atmosphere of Galloway House passed uneventfully for him, and not altogether unpleasantly.

He had, it is true, the vision of young Forrester always in his mind, to drag him down, whenever he dwelt upon it, into the bitterest dejection; and he had the active spite and insolence of Jonah Trimble daily to try his temper and tax his patience.
Otherwise he was comfortable.

Mrs Trimble, finding him steady and quiet, treated him kindly when she had her own way, and indifferently when her son was with her.

The boys of the second class maintained the mysterious respect they had conceived for him on the day of his arrival, and gave him wonderfully little trouble or difficulty.
He had his evenings for the most part to himself, and even succeeded, after something like a battle-royal with the Trimbles, in carrying his point of having one "evening out" in the week.

It nearly cost him his situation, and it nearly cost Jonah a bone-shaking before the question was settled.