It must be very hardening.
No family ties either, nothing to look to but pushing his way.

Yes! there's great excuse for poor Mat.

I never knew fully till now the blessing it was that your dear mother was willing to take me so early, and that this place was open to me with all its home connections and interests.

I am glad I never had anything to do with London!" And when he was alone with Norman, he could not help saying, "Norman, my boy, I'm more glad than ever you yielded to me about your Greek these holidays, and for the reason you did.

Take care the love of rising and pushing never gets hold of you; there's nothing that faster changes a man from his better self." Meanwhile, Sir Matthew Fleet had met another old college friend in London, and was answering his inquiries for the Dick May of ancient times.
"Poor May! I never saw a man so thrown away.