But, however much they might have been fagged by their exertions of feet and features, it is certain that, by ten of the clock the next morning, they appeared, quite fresh and charming to the view, in the ladies' gallery in the theatre. There--after the proceedings had been opened by the undergraduates in _their_ peculiar way, and by the vice-chancellor in _his_ peculiar way--and, after the degrees had been conferred, and the public orator had delivered an oration in a tongue not understanded of the people, our friends from Warwickshire had the delight of beholding Mr. Charles Larkyns ascend the rostrums to deliver, in their proper order, the Latin Essay and the English Verse. He had chosen his friend Verdant to be his prompter; so that the well-known "giglamps" of our hero formed, as it were, a very focus of attraction: but it was well for Mr. Charles Larkyns that he was possessed of self-control and a good memory, for Mr. Verdant Green was far too nervous to have prompted him in any efficient manner. We may be sure, that in all that bevy of fair women, at least one pair of bright eyes kindled with rapture, and one heart beat with exulting joy, when the deafening cheers that followed the poet's description of the moon, the sea, and woman's love (the three ingredients which are apparently necessary for the sweetening of all prize poems), rang through the theatre and made its walls re-echo to the shouting. And we may be sure that, when it was all over, and when the Commemoration had come to an end, Charles Larkyns felt rewarded for all his hours of labour by the deep love garnered up in his heart by the trustful affection of one who had become as dear to him as life itself! * * * * * It was one morning after they had all returned to the Manor Green that our hero said to his friend, "How I _do_ wish that this day week were come!" "I dare say you do," replied the friend; "and I dare say that the pretty Patty is wishing the same wish." Upon which Mr. Verdant Green not only laughed but blushed! For it seemed that he, together with his sisters, Mr. Charles Larkyns, and Mr. Bouncer, were about to pay a long-vacation visit to Honeywood Hall, in the county of Northumberland; and the young man was naturally looking forward to it with all the ardour of a first and consuming passion. THE END POPULAR ILLUSTRATED WORKS PUBLISHED BY H. INGRAM AND CO. MILFORD HOUSE, MILFORD LAKE, STRAND, LONDON, AND BY ALL BOOKSELLERS. * * * * * THE NATIONAL ILLUSTRATED LIBRARY. _Each Volume containing about 300 Pages and numerous Engravings, Crown 8vo, handsomely bound in cloth, gilt, 2s. 6d.; cloth extra, gilt edges, 3s. 6d.; morocco, gilt edges, 7s. 6d.; morocco antique, 10s. 6d.; 2 vols, in 1, calf, marbled edges, 9s.; morocco, gilt edges, 10s. 6d._