ill-behaviour in leaving me, and that I had offered the place to you.
'But is Channing quite competent?' cried he--for you know what a fine
ear for music the dean has:--'besides,' he added, 'is he not at
Galloway's?' I said we hoped Mr. Galloway would spare you, and that I
would answer for your competency. So, mind, Channing, you must put on
the steam, and not disgrace my guarantee. I don't mean the steam of
_noise_, or that you should go through the service with all the stops
out."

Arthur laughed; and, declining the invitation to remain and take tea,
he went out. He was anxious to declare the news at home. A few steps on
his road, he overtook Hamish.

"Where do you spring from?" exclaimed Hamish, passing his arm within
Arthur's.

"From concluding an agreement that will bring me in fifty pounds a
year," said Arthur.

"Gammon, Master Arthur!"

"It is _not_ gammon, Hamish. It is sober truth."

Hamish turned and looked at him, aroused by something in the tone. "And
what are you to do for it?"

"Just pass a couple of hours a day, delighting my own ears and heart.
Do you remember what Constance said, last night? Hamish, it is
_wonderful_, that this help should so soon have come to me!"