and action, he was always suffering for his furies, and always making a
fine recovery. Just now he was at the last gasp for a breath, or so you
would have said to look at him. But not so; his exertions were really
his stimulant. Presently he would eat and drink consumedly, drench
himself with snuff, and then spend half the night with his books,
preparing for to-morrow's lecture. Of this sort was Dr. Porfirio
Lanfranchi, who had more authority over the wild students of Padua than
the Chancellor, Vice-Chancellor and Senate put together.

The same lamp played upon the comely and ingenuous face, upon the
striking presence of Mr. Strelley, and showed him a good-looking, good-
tempered, sanguine young man of an appearance something less than his
age. He was tall and supple, wore his own fair hair tied with a ribbon,
was blue-eyed and bright-lipped, and had a notable chin--firm, square at
the jaw, and coming sharply to a point. He looked you straight in the
face--such was his habit--but by no means arrogantly or with defiance;
seriously rather, gravely and courteously, as if to ask, "Do I take your
precise meaning to be--?" Such a look was too earnest for mere good
manners; he was serious; there was no laughter in him, though he was not
of a melancholy sort. He pondered the world and its vagaries and
examined them, as they presented themselves in each case, UPON THE
MERITS. This, which was, I think, his strongest characteristic, should
show that he lacked the humorous sense; and he did. He had no time to
laugh; wondering engaged him. The life of the world on its round showed
him miracles daily; he looked for them very often, but more frequently
they thrust themselves upon him. Sunrise now--what an extraordinary
thing! He never ceased to be amazed at that. The economy of the moon,
too, so exquisitely adapted to the needs of mankind! Nations, tongues
(hardly to be explained by the sublime folly of a Babel), the reverence
paid to elders, to women; the sense of law and justice in our kind: in