There was no necessity, of course, for enlightening Miss Boyce on the point.

But as he sat waiting for her, Wharton's mind went back to the past connected with those reasons.

In that past Raeburn had had the whip-hand of him; Raeburn had been the moral superior dictating indignant terms to a young fellow detected in flagrant misconduct.

Wharton did not know that he bore him any particular grudge.

But he had never liked Aldous, as a boy, that he could remember; naturally he had liked him less since that old affair.
The remembrance of it had made his position at Mellor particularly sweet to him from the beginning; he was not sure that it had not determined his original acceptance of the offer made to him by the Liberal Committee to contest old Dodgson's seat.