then the good man went on to talk wisely to Tom of the sort of work which he might take up as an undergraduate; and warned him of the prevalent University sins, and explained to him the many and great differences between University and School life; till the twilight changed into darkness, and they heard the truant servants stealing in by the back entrance.
"I wonder where Arthur can be," said Tom at last, looking at his watch; "why, it's nearly half-past nine already."
"Oh, he is comfortably at supper with the eleven, forgetful of his oldest friends," said the master.
"Nothing has given me greater pleasure," he went on, " than your friendship for him; it has been the making of you both."
"Of me, at any rate," answered Tom; " I should never have been here now but for him. It was the luckiest chance in the world that sent him to Rugby, and made him my chum."
"Why do you talk of lucky chances?" said the master; "I don't know that there are any such things in the world; at any rate there was neither luck nor chance in that matter."
Tom looked at him inquiringly, and he went on.
"Do you remember when the Doctor lectured you and East at the end of one half-year, when you were in the shell, and had been getting into all sorts of scrapes?"
"Yes, well enough," said Tom, "it was the half-year before Arthur came."
"Exactly so," answered the master. "Now, I was with him a few minutes afterwards, and he was in great distress about you two. And, after some talk, we both agreed that you in particular wanted
