Blandford." Reginald knew the letter was a cold and selfish one, but it left two things sticking in his mind which rankled there for a long time.

One was that, come what would, he would send a guinea to the school football club.

The other was--was it _quite_ out of the question that he should go into the army?
"Awfully rough on Reg," said Horace, "being so near that scholarship.
It'll be no use to Wilkins, not a bit, and fifty pounds a year would be something to--" Horace was going to say "us," but he pulled up in time and said "Reg." "Well," said Reg, "as things have turned out it might have come in useful.

I wonder if it wouldn't have been wiser, mother, for me to have stayed up this term and made sure of it ?" "I wish you could, Reg; but we have no right to think of it.

Besides, you could only have held it if you had gone to college." "Oh, of course," said Reg; "but then it would have paid a good bit of my expenses there; and I might have gone on from there to the army, you know, and got my commission." Mrs Cruden sighed.