names　and　dates。　　To　make　up　for　silence　at　dinner；　there　was　a　most
  confidential　chatter　in　the　drawing…room。　　Flora　and　Meta　on　one
  side；　hand　in　hand；　calling　each　other　by　their　Christian　names；　Mrs。
  Larpent　and　Ethel　on　the　other。　　Flora　dreaded　only　that　Ethel　was
  talking　too　much；　and　revealing　too　much　in　how　different　style　they
  lived。　　Then　came　the　gentlemen；　Dr。　May　begging　Mr。　Rivers　to　show
  Ethel　one　of　his　prints；　when　Ethel　stooped　more　than　ever；　as　if　her
  eyelashes　were　feelers；　but　she　was　in　transports　of　delight；　and　her
  embarrassment　entirely　at　an　end　in　her　admiration；　as　she　exclaimed
  and　discussed　with　her　papa；　and　by　her　hearty　appreciation　made　Mr。
  Rivers　for　the　time　forget　her　plainness。　　Music　followed；　Flora
  played　nicely；　Meta　like　a　well…taught　girl；　Ethel　went　on　musing
  over　the　engravings。　　The　carriage　was　announced；　and　so　ended　the
  day　in　Norman's　fairy…land。　　Ethel　went　home；　leaning　hard　against
  her　papa；　talking　to　him　of　Raphael's　Madonnas；　and　looking　out　at
  the　stars；　and　thinking　how　the　heavenly　beauty　of　those　faces　that；
  in　the　prints　she　had　been　turning　over；　seemed　to　be　connected　with
  the　glories　of　the　dark…blue　sky　and　glowing　stars。　　〃As　one　star
  differeth　from　another　star　in　glory；〃　murmured　she；　〃that　was　the
  lesson　to…day；　papa；〃　and　when　she　felt　him　press　her　hand；　she　knew
  he　was　thinking　of　that　last　time　she　had　heard　the　lesson；　when　he
  had　not　been　with　her；　and　her　thoughts　went　with　his；　though　not
  another　word　was　spoken。
  Flora　hardly　knew　when　they　ceased　to　talk。　　She　had　musings　equally
  engrossing　of　her　own。　　She　saw　she　was　likely　to　be　very　intimate
  with　Meta　Rivers；　and　she　was　roaming　away　into　schemes　for　not
  letting　the　intercourse　drop；　and　hopes　of　being　admitted　to　many　a
  pleasure　as　yet　little　within　her　reachparties；　balls；　London；
  itself；　and；　above　all；　the　satisfaction　of　being　admired。　　The
  certainty　that　Mr。　Rivers　thought　her　pretty　and　agreeable　had
  gratified　her　all　the　evening；　and　if　he；　with　his　refined　taste；
  thought　so；　what　would　others　think？　　Her　only　fear　was；　that　Ethel's
  awkwardness　might　make　an　unfavourable　impression；　but；　at　least；　she
  said　to　herself；　it　was　anything　but　vulgar　awkwardness。
  Their　reflections　were　interrupted　by　the　fly　stopping。　　It　was　at　a
  little　shop　in　the　outskirts　of　the　town；　and　Dr。　May；　explained　that
  he　wanted　to　inquire　for　a　patient。　　He　went　in　for　a　moment；　then
  came　back　to　desire　that　they　would　go　home；　for　he　should　be
  detained　some　little　time。　　No　one　need　sit　up　for　himhe　would　let
  himself　in。
  It　seemed　a　comment　on　Ethel's　thoughts；　bringing　them　back　to　the
  present　hour。　　That　daily　work　of　homely　mercy；　hoping　for　nothing
  again；　was　surely　the　true　way　of　doing　service。
  CHAPTER　XXI。
  WATCHMAN。　How；　if　he　will　not　stand？
  DOGBERRY。　Why；　then；　take　no　note　of　him；　but　let　him　go。
  Much　Ado　about　Nothing。
  Dr。May　promised　Margaret　that　he　would　see　whether　the　black…hole　of
  Cocksmoor　was　all　that　Norman　depicted　it；　and；　accordingly；　he　came
  home　that　way　on　Tuesday　evening　the　next　week；　much　to　the
  astonishment　of　Richard；　who　was　in　the　act　of　so　mending　the　window
  that　it　might　let　in　air　when　open；　and　keep　it　out　when　shut；
  neither　of　which　purposes　had　it　ever　yet　answered。
  Dr。　May　walked　in；　met　his　daughter's　look　of　delight　and　surprise；
  spoke　cheerfully　to　Mrs。　Green；　a　hospital　acquaintance　of　his；　like
  half　the　rest　of　the　country；　and　made　her　smile　and　curtsey　by
  asking　if　she　was　not　surprised　at　such　doings　in　her　house；　then
  looked　at　the　children；　and　patted　the　head　that　looked　most　fit　to
  pat；　inquired　who　was　the　best　scholar；　and　offered　a　penny　to
  whoever　could　spell　copper　tea…kettle；　which　being　done　by　three
  merry　mortals；　and　having　made　him　extremely　popular；　he　offered
  Ethel　a　lift；　and　carried　her　off　between　him　and　Adams；　on　whom　he
  now　depended　for　driving　him；　since　Richard　was　going　to　Oxford　at
  once。
  It　was　possible　to　spare　him　now。　　Dr。　May's　arm　was　as　well　as　he
  expected　it　ever　would　be；　he　had　discarded　the　sling；　and　could　use
  his　hand　again；　but　the　arm　was　still　stiff　and　weakhe　could　not
  stretch　it　out；　nor　use　it　for　anything　requiring　strength；　it　soon
  grew　tired　with　writing；　and　his　daughters　feared　that　it　ached　more
  than　he　chose　to　confess；　when　they　saw　it　resting　in　the　breast　of
  his　waistcoat。　　Driving　he　never　would　have　attempted　again；　even　if
  he　could；　and　he　had　quite　given　up　carvinghe　could　better　bear　to
  sit　at　the　side　than　at　the　bottom　of　the　dinner…table。
  Means　of　carrying　Margaret　safely　had　been　arranged　by　Richard；　and
  there　was　no　necessity　for　longer　delaying　his　going　to　Oxford；　but
  he　was　so　unwillingly　spared　by　all；　as　to　put　him　quite　into　good
  spirits。　　Ethel　was　much　concerned　to　lose　him　from　Cocksmoor；　and
  dreaded　hindrances　to　her　going　thither　without　his　escort；　but　she
  had　much　trust　in　having　her　father　on　her　side；　and　meant　to　get
  authority　from　him　for　the　propriety　of　going　alone　with　Mary。
  She　did　not　know　how　Norman　had　jeopardised　her　projects；　but　the
  danger　blew　over。　　Dr。　May　told　Margaret　that　the　place　was　clean　and
  wholesome；　and　though　more　smoky　than　might　be　preferred；　there　was
  nothing　to　do　any　one　in　health　any　harm；　especially　when　the　walk
  there　and　back　was　over　the　fresh　moor。　　He　lectured　Ethel　herself　on
  opening　the　window；　now　that　she　could；　and　advised　Norman　to　go　and
  spend　an　hour　in　the　school；　that　he　might　learn　how　pleasant　peat…
  smoke　wasa　speech　Norman　did　not　like　at　all。　　The　real　touchstone
  of　temper　is　ridicule　on　a　point　where　we　do　not　choose　to　own
  ourselves　fastidious；　and　if　it　and　been　from　any　one　but　his　father；
  Norman　would　not　have　so　entirely　kept　down　his　irritation。
  Richard　passed　his　examination　successfully；　and　Dr。　May　wrote
  himself　to　express　his　satisfaction。　　Nothing　went　wrong　just　now
  except　little　Tom；　who　seemed　to　be　justifying　Richard's　fears　of　the
  consequence　of　exciting　his　father's　anger。　　At　home；　he　shrank　and
  hesitated　at　the　simplest　question　if　put　by　his　father　suddenly；　and
  the　appearance　of　cowardice　and　prevarication　displeasing　Dr。　May
  further；　rendered　his　tone　louder；　and　frightened　Tom　the　more；
  giving　his　manner　an　air　of　sullen　reserve　that　was　most　unpleasant。
  At　school　it　was　much　the　samehe　kept　aloof　from　Norman；　and　threw
  himself　more　into　the　opposite　faction；　by　whom　he　was　shielded　from
  all　punishment；　except　what　they　chose　themselves　to　inflict　on　him。
  Norman's　post　as　head　of　the　school　was　rendered　more　difficult　by
  the　departure　of　his　friend　Cheviot；　who　had　always　upheld　his
  authority；　Harvey　Anderson　did　not　openly　transgress；　for　he　had　a
  character　to　maintain；　but　it　was　well　known　throughout　the　school
  that　there　was　a　wide　difference　between　the　boys；　and　that　Anderson
  thought　it　absurd；　superfluous；　and　troublesome　in　May　not　to　wink　at
  abuses　which　appeared　to　be　licensed　by　long　standing。　　When　Edward
  Anderson；　Axworthy；　and　their　set；　broke　through　rules；　it　was　with
  the　understanding　that　the　second　boy　in　the　school　would　support
  them；　if　he　durst。
  The　summer　and　the　cricket　season　brought　the　battle　of　Ballhatchet's
  house　to　issue。　　The　cricket　ground　was　the　field　close　to　it；　and
  for　the　last　two　or　three　years　there　had　been　a　frequent　custom　of
  despatching　juniors　to　his　house　for　tarts　and　ginger…beer　bottles。
  Norman　knew　of　instances　last　year　in　which　this　had　led　to　serious
  mischief；　and　had　made　up　his　mind　that；　at　whatever　loss　of
  popularity；　it　was　his　duty　to　put　a　stop　to　the　practice。
  He　was　an　ardent　cricketer　himself；　and　though　the　game　did　not；　in
  anticipation；　seem　to　him　to　have　all　the　charms　of　last　year；　he
  entered　into　it　with　full　zest　when　once　engaged。　　But　his　eye　was　on
  all　parts　of　the　field；　and　especially　on　the　corner　by　the　bridge；
  and　the　boys　knew　him　well　enough　to　attempt　nothing　unlawful　within
  the　range　of　that　glance。　　However；　the　constant　vigilance　was　a
  strain　too　great　to　be　always　kept　up；　and　he　had　reason　to　believe
  he　was　eluded　more　than　once。
  At　last　came　a　capture；　something　like　that　of　Tom；　one　which　he
  could　not　have　well　avoided　making。　　The　victim　was　George　Larkins；
  the　son　of　a　clergyman　in　the　neighbourhood；　a　wild；　merry　varlet；
  who　got　into　mischief　rather　for　the　sake　of　the　fun　than　from　any
  bad　disposition。
  His　look　of　consternation　was　exaggerated　into　a　most　comical
  caricature；　in　order　to　hide　how　much　of　it　was　real。
  〃So　you　are　at　that　trick；　Larkins。〃
  〃There！　that　bet　is　lost！〃　exclaimed　Larkins。　　〃I　laid　Hill　half…a…
  crown　that　you　would　not　see　me　when　you　were　mooning　over　your
  verses！〃
  〃Well；　I　have　seen　you。　　And　now〃
  〃Come；　you　would　not　thrash　a　fellow　when　you　have　just　lost　him
  half…a…crown！　　Single　misfortunes　never　come　alone；　they　say；　so
  there's　my　money　and　my　credit　gone；　to　say　nothing　of　Ballhatchet's
  ginger…beer！〃
  The　boy　made　such　absurd　faces；　that　Norman　could　hardly　help
  laughing；　though　he　wished　to　make　it　a　serious　affair。　　〃You　know；
  Larkins；　I　have　given　out　that　such　things