profession. The effect upon his listener was to put him at his ease,
and to remove entirely the impression which the bishop's explanation of
his position had made upon his mind.

"And now we will look at something that more nearly concerns you," said
the bishop, as they approached the tower. "This large arch, by the
way, is to figure in the completed plan as a _porte cochère_. It can
be opened right through the tower, as you may observe, and the roadway
will then extend from the boulevard behind the college, across the
campus, through the eastern wing, and down the slope to the city
beyond."

Standing on the steps beneath the shadowing archway, Leigh caught a
reflected glow of enthusiasm from his guide's prophetic gaze. He was
stirred by an appreciation of the dream so grandly conceived, so
imperfectly realized, by a divination of the long struggle and the many
disappointments.

"I hope we may live to see it, sir," he said.

"You may--you may," the bishop replied, with a touch of sadness in his
tone. It was like a melancholy echo of Horace's _Postume, Postume_.
"But come," he added, waking from his reverie with an effort. "I can
scarcely expect you to take as much interest in this subject as I do,
as yet, though in time you may begin to dream of it, too. Our goal at
present lies farther up."

He led the way to the second story, where open doors disclosed glimpses
of tenantless rooms.