Hazlet was put on to construe during the lecture, and if anything could
have shaken the brazen tower of his self-confidence, it would have been
the egregious display of incapacity which followed; but Hazlet rather
piqued himself on his indifference to the poor blind heathen poets, on
whose names he usually dealt reprobation broadcast. "Like lions that
die of an ass's kick," those wronged great souls lay prostrate before
Hazlet's wrathful heels.
CHAPTER SEVEN.
THE SCORN OF SCORN.
"And not a man, for being simply man,
Hath any honour, but honour for those honours
That are without him--as place, riches, favour,
Prizes of accident as oft as merit."
_Shakespeare_.
Very different in all respects were Julian's rencontres with others of
his old schoolfellows. There were some, indeed, among them who had left
Harton while they were still in low forms, and some whose tastes and
pursuits were so entirely different from his own, that it was hardly
likely that he should maintain any other intercourse with them than such
as was demanded by a slight acquaintance. But of Bruce, at any rate, it
might have been expected that he would see rather more than proved to be
the case. Bruce, as having been head of the school during the period
when Julian was a monitor, had been thrown daily into his company, and,
as inmates of the same house, they had acted together in the thousand
little scenes which diversify the bright and free monotony of a
schoolboy's life.
But the first fortnight passed by, and Bruce had not called on Julian,
and as they were on different "sides," they had not chanced to meet,
either in lecture-room or elsewhere. Julian, not knowing whether his
position as sizar would make any difference in Bruce's estimation of
him, had naturally left him to take the initiative in calling; while
Bruce, on the other hand, always a little jealous of his brilliant
contemporary, and not too anxious to be familiar with a sizar, pretended
to himself that it was as much Julian's place as his to be first in
calling. Hence it was that, for the first fortnight, the two did not
happen to come across each other.
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