Here, Maurice! Come here, you thick-headed ruffian! Do you know I'm going to send you to a college where they'll teach you to spell c. I don't mean by this, of course, that we studied only fiction and verse; I mean I can express no otherwise the sort of interest my companions inspired. The sudden legend startled his blood: he seemed to feel the absent students of the college about him and to shrink from their company. I gaze upon them as the swallow gazes Upon the nest under the eave before He wander the loud waters.