He liked,too,to see what was doing in art,or in literature;and as he gave pretty extensive orders for anything he admired,he was almost sure to be followed down to Hamley by one or two packages or parcels,the arrival and opening of which began soon to form the pleasant epochs in Ellinor's grave though happy life.
The only person of his own standing with whom Mr.Wilkins kept up any intercourse in Hamley was the new clergyman,a bachelor,about his own age,a learned man,a fellow of his college,whose first claim on Mr.Wilkins's attention was the fact that he had been travelling-bachelor for his university,and had consequently been on the Continent about the very same two years that Mr.Wilkins had been there;and although they had never met,yet they had many common acquaintances and common recollections to talk over of this period,which,after all,had been about the most bright and hopeful of Mr.
Wilkins's life.
Mr.Ness had an occasional pupil;that is to say,he never put himself out of the way to obtain pupils,but did not refuse the entreaties sometimes made to him that he would prepare a young man for college,by allowing the said young man to reside and read with him."Ness's men"took rather high honours,for the tutor,too indolent to find out work for himself,had a certain pride in doing well the work that was found for him.
When Ellinor was somewhere about fourteen,a young Mr.Corbet came to be pupil to Mr.Ness.Her father always called on the young men reading with the clergyman,and asked them to his house.His hospitality had in course of time lost its recherche and elegant character,but was always generous,and often profuse.Besides,it was in his character to like the joyous,thoughtless company of the young better than that of the old--given the same amount of refinement and education in both.
Mr.Corbet was a young man of very good family,from a distant county.If his character had not been so grave and deliberate,his years would only have entitled him to be called a boy,for he was but eighteen at the time when he came to read with Mr.Ness.But many men of five-and-twenty have not reflected so deeply as this young Mr.
Corbet already had.He had considered and almost matured his plan for life;had ascertained what objects he desired most to accomplish in the dim future,which is to many at his age only a shapeless mist;and had resolved on certain steady courses of action by which such objects were most likely to be secured.A younger son,his family connections and family interest pre-arranged a legal career for him;and it was in accordance with his own tastes and talents.All,however,which his father hoped for him was,that he might be able to make an income sufficient for a gentleman to live on.Old Mr.Corbet was hardly to be called ambitious,or,if he were,his ambition was limited to views for the eldest son.But Ralph intended to be a distinguished lawyer,not so much for the vision of the woolsack,which I suppose dances before the imagination of every young lawyer,as for the grand intellectual exercise,and consequent power over mankind,that distinguished lawyers may always possess if they choose.A seat in Parliament,statesmanship,and all the great scope for a powerful and active mind that lay on each side of such a career--these were the objects which Ralph Corbet set before himself.
To take high honours at college was the first step to be accomplished;and in order to achieve this Ralph had,not persuaded--persuasion was a weak instrument which he despised--but gravely reasoned his father into consenting to pay the large sum which Mr.
Ness expected with a pupil.The good-natured old squire was rather pressed for ready money,but sooner than listen to an argument instead of taking his nap after dinner he would have yielded anything.But this did not satisfy Ralph;his father's reason must be convinced of the desirability of the step,as well as his weak will give way.The squire listened,looked wise,sighed;spoke of Edward's extravagance and the girls'expenses,grew sleepy,and said,"Very true,""That is but reasonable,certainly,"glanced at the door,and wondered when his son would have ended his talking and go into the drawing-room;and at length found himself writing the desired letter to Mr.Ness,consenting to everything,terms and all.
Mr.Ness never had a more satisfactory pupil;one whom he could treat more as an intellectual equal.
Mr.Corbet,as Ralph was always called in Hamley,was resolute in his cultivation of himself,even exceeding what his tutor demanded of him.He was greedy of information in the hours not devoted to absolute study.Mr.Ness enjoyed giving information,but most of all he liked the hard tough arguments on all metaphysical and ethical questions in which Mr.Corbet delighted to engage him.They lived together on terms of happy equality,having thus much in common.
They were essentially different,however,although there were so many points of resemblance.Mr.Ness was unworldly as far as the idea of real unworldliness is compatible with a turn for self-indulgence and indolence;while Mr.Corbet was deeply,radically worldly,yet for the accomplishment of his object could deny himself all the careless pleasures natural to his age.The tutor and pupil allowed themselves one frequent relaxation,that of Mr.Wilkins's company.Mr.Ness would stroll to the office after the six hours'hard reading were over--leaving Mr.Corbet still bent over the table,book bestrewn--and see what Mr.Wilkins's engagements were.If he had nothing better to do that evening,he was either asked to dine at the parsonage,or he,in his careless hospitable way,invited the other two to dine with him,Ellinor forming the fourth at table,as far as seats went,although her dinner had been eaten early with Miss Monro.