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The boy awkwardly opened the book he held in his hand, which Mr. Phillotson had bestowed on him as a parting gift, and admitted that he was sorry. ¡¡¡¡ "So am I," said Mr. Phillotson. ¡¡¡¡ "Why do you go, sir?" asked the boy. ¡¡¡¡ "Ah--that would be a long story. You wouldn't understand my reasons, Jude. You will, perhaps, when you are older." ¡¡¡¡ "I think I should now, sir." ¡¡¡¡ "Well--don't speak of this everywhere. You know what a university is, and a university degree? It is the necessary hallmark of a man who wants to do anything in teaching. My scheme, or dream, is to be a university graduate, and then to be ordained. By going to live at Christminster, or near it, I shall be at headquarters, so to speak, and if my scheme is practicable at all, I consider
oil painting that being on the spot will afford me a better chance of carrying it out than I should have elsewhere." ¡¡¡¡ The smith and his companion returned. Old Miss Fawley's fuel-house was dry, and eminently practicable; and she seemed willing to give the instrument standing-room there. It was accordingly left in the school till the evening, when more hands would be available for removing it; and the schoolmaster gave a final glance round. ¡¡¡¡ The boy Jude assisted in loading some small articles, and at nine o'clock Mr. Phillotson mounted beside his box of books and other IMPEDIMENTA, and bade his friends good-bye.