stools, and stared.

"You will not be offended at my saying this. I speak in consequence of
your telling me, this morning, you could not afford to go on with your
lessons," continued the organist. "But for that, I should not have
thought of proposing such a thing to you. What capital practice it
would be for you, too!"

"The best proof to convince you I am not offended, is to tell you what
brings me here now," said Arthur in a cordial tone. "I understood, this
morning, that you were at a loss for some one to undertake the copying
of the cathedral music: I have come to ask you to give it to me."

"You may have it, and welcome," said Mr. Williams. "That's nothing; I
want to know about the services."

"It would take me an hour, morning and afternoon, from the office,"
debated Arthur. "I wonder whether Mr. Galloway would let me go an hour
earlier and stay an hour later to make up for it?"

"You can put the question to him. I dare say he will: especially as he
is on terms of friendship with your father. I would give you--let me
see," deliberated the organist, falling into a musing attitude--"twelve
pounds a quarter. Say fifty pounds a year; if you stay with me so long.
And you should have nothing to do with the choristers: I'd practise
them myself."

Arthur's face flushed. It was a great temptation: and the question
flashed into his mind whether it would not be well to leave Mr.
Galloway's, as his prospects there appeared to be blighted, and embrace