A fine-looking man was the doctor, tall, erect, dignified, with firm face and piercing eyes--eyes which could look terribly severe when their owner was angry, but which otherwise were gentle, and even mirthful. Dr. Beverly was proud of his school, but prouder still of his work. He did not labour to make scholars only, but also to build up men--good, noble men--who should be a credit to the old school, and a blessing to their country. Work or play, the doctor believed in everything being done as well as it could be, for his watchword was "Whatever you do, do it to the glory of God," and nothing can be done to God's glory that is not done as well as it possibly can be. Mr. St. Clive had explained how Ralph came to be under his care, and had told the doctor how much he owed to him; and he finished by mentioning the cruel statement which Lord Elgert had made, and the angry way in which Ralph had answered it. "I tell you this," he said, "that you may know everything. I attach no weight to Elgert's statement myself--it is too absurd, but you must exercise your own discretion," and the doctor smiled slightly. "Lord Elgert is rather prone to make rash statements," he said. "I shall be quite willing to receive your young friend, and I will do my best to turn him into a good man." "That I am sure of," was the hearty reply, "and I am also sure that you will have good material to work upon. Then I will bring Ralph over." "And do you propose that he shall board here entirely, or return to you every Saturday, as most of the lads do?" "Oh, come home. That is how I did in my day--you know I want to watch the boy. Good-day, doctor," and Mr. St. Clive came away. Marlthorpe College was a splendid old building, with large playing fields at the back, and a great quadrangle in front, to which entrance was gained through a pair of great iron gates, against which the porter's lodge was built. The school itself was at the other side of the quadrangle, directly facing the gates--a two storey building, with the hall, in which the whole school assembled upon special occasions, below, and with the classrooms above. It had two wings; the one to the right being the doctor's own residence, and that on the left the undermaster's quarters. At the back there were again buildings on the right and left--on the left junior dormitories, the dining-hall, and matron's rooms; and on the right senior dormitories and studies. Mr. St. Clive drove home and told Ralph the result of his visit.