this, if that gentleman declined to allow him the necessary hours of
absence. Fifty pounds a year! "And," he spoke unconsciously aloud,
"there would be the copying besides."

"Oh, that's not much," cried the organist. "That's paid by the sheet."

"I should like it excessively!" exclaimed Arthur.

"Well, just turn it over in your mind. But you must let me know at
once, Channing; by to-morrow at the latest. If you cannot take it, I
must find some one else."

Arthur Channing went out of the cathedral, hardly knowing whether he
stood on his head or his heels. "Constance said that God would help
us!" was his grateful thought.

Such a whirlwind of noise! Arthur, when he reached the cloisters, found
himself in the midst of the college boys, who were just let out of
school. Leaping, shouting, pushing, scuffling, playing, contending!
Arthur had not so very long ago been a college boy himself, and enjoyed
the fun.

"How are you, old fellows--jolly?"

They gathered around him. Arthur was a favourite with them; had been
always, when he was in the school. The elder boys loftily commanded off
the juniors, who had to retire to a respectful distance.

"I say, Channing, there's the stunningest go!" began Bywater, dancing a
triumphant hornpipe. "You know Jupp? Well, he has been and sent in word