In short, I am going to leave Roslyn, and probably we shall never meet there again.

The reason is, I have had a cadetship given me, and I am to sail for India in September.

I have already written to the school to tell them to pack up and send me all my books and clothes.
"I feel leaving very much; it has made me quite miserable.

I wanted to stay at school another year at least; and I will honestly tell you, Eric, one reason: I'm very much afraid that I've done you, and Graham, and other fellows, no good; and I wanted, if I possibly could, to undo the harm I had done.

Poor Edwin's death opened my eyes to a good many things, and now I'd give all I have never to have taught or encouraged you in wrong things.