of course, you will go to one of the big public schools; your mother
and I have not yet quite decided which."

"You will meet other boys there, good and bad," said my mother, who
sat clasping and unclasping her hands. "Be very careful, dear, how
you choose your companions."

"You will learn to take your own part," said my father. "School is an
epitome of the world. One must assert oneself, or one is sat upon."

I knew not what to reply, the vista thus opened out to me was so
unexpected. My blood rejoiced, but my heart sank.

"Take one of your long walks," said my father, smiling, "and think it
over."

"And if you are in any doubt, you know where to go for guidance, don't
you?" whispered my mother, who was very grave.

Yet I went to bed, dreaming of quite other things that night: of
Queens of Beauty bending down to crown my brows with laurel: of
wronged Princesses for whose cause I rode to death or victory. For on
my return home, being called into the drawing-room by my father, I
stood transfixed, my cap in hand, staring with all my eyes at the
vision that I saw.

No such wonder had I ever seen before, at all events, not to my
remembrance. The maidens that one meets in Poplar streets may be fair
enough in their way, but their millinery displays them not to
advantage; and the few lady visitors that came to us were of a staid