recognized the thickset frame and broad brow of Mr. Grey.

'Come in, Elsmere,' said Langham, as he stood hesitating on the
threshold. 'You have met Mr. Grey before, I think?'

'We first met at an anxious moment,' said Mr. Grey, smiling and
shaking hands with the boy. 'A first interview with the Provost
is always formidable. I remember it too well myself. You did very
well, I remember, Mr. Elsmere. Well, Langham, I must be off. I
shall be late for my meeting as it is. I think we have settled our
business. Good night.'

Langham stood a moment after the door closed, eyeing Elsmere. There
was a curious struggle going on in the tutor's mind.

'Elsmere,' he said at last, abruptly, 'would you like to go tonight
and hear Grey preach?'

'Preach!' exclaimed the lad. 'I thought he was a layman.'

So he is. It will be a lay sermon. It was always the custom here
with the clerical tutors to address their men once a term before
Communion Sunday, and some years ago, when Grey first became tutor,
he determined, though he was a layman, to carry on the practice.
It was an extraordinary effort, for he is a man to whom words on
such a subject are the coining of his heart's blood, and he has
repeated it very rarely. It is two years now since his last address.'

Of course I should like to go,' said Robert, with eagerness. Is
it open?'