He had left off the romance of being early
doomed, since his health had stood the trial of the English winter,
and under Mr. Ogilvie's bracing management, seconded by Jock's
energetic companionship, he had learnt to look to active service, and
be ready to strive for it.
To Jock, the time had been a rest from the victory which had cost him
so dear, and though the wounds still smarted, there had been nothing
to call them into action; and he had fortified himself against the
inevitable reminders he should meet with in London. He had been
studying with all his might for the preliminary examination, and
eagerness in so congenial a pursuit was rapidly growing on him, while
conversations with Mr. Ogilvie had been equally pleasant to both, for
the ex-schoolmaster thoroughly enjoyed hearing of the scientific
world, and the young man was heartily glad of the higher light he was
able to shed on his studies, and for being shown how to prevent the
spiritual world from being obscured by the physical, and to deal with
the difficulties that his brother's materialism had raised for him.
He had never lost, and trusted never to lose, hold of his anchor in
the Rock; but he had not always known how to answer when called on to
prove its existence and trace the cable.
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