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letter。
〃You ought to know；〃 he wrote； 〃that your Aunt Alethea had given
your mother and me to understand that it was her wish to make you
her heirin the event； of course； of your conducting yourself in
such a manner as to give her confidence in you； as a matter of fact；
however； she has left you nothing； and the whole of her property has
gone to your godfather； Mr Overton。 Your mother and I are willing
to hope that if she had lived longer you would yet have succeeded in
winning her good opinion； but it is too late to think of this now。
〃The carpentering and organ…building must at once be discontinued。
I never believed in the project； and have seen no reason to alter my
original opinion。 I am not sorry for your own sake； that it is to
be at an end； nor； I am sure； will you regret it yourself in after
years。
〃A few words more as regards your own prospects。 You have； as I
believe you know； a small inheritance； which is yours legally under
your grandfather's will。 This bequest was made inadvertently； and；
I believe； entirely through a misunderstanding on the lawyer's part。
The bequest was probably intended not to take effect till after the
death of your mother and myself； nevertheless； as the will is
actually worded； it will now be at your command if you live to be
twenty…one years old。 From this； however； large deductions must be
made。 There will be legacy duty； and I do not know whether I am not
entitled to deduct the expenses of your education and maintenance
from birth to your coming of age； I shall not in all likelihood
insist on this right to the full； if you conduct yourself properly；
but a considerable sum should certainly be deducted； there will
therefore remain very littlesay 1000 pounds or 2000 pounds at the
outside； as what will be actually yoursbut the strictest account
shall be rendered you in due time。
〃This； let me warn you most seriously； is all that you must expect
from me （even Ernest saw that it was not from Theobald at all） at
any rate till after my death； which for aught any of us know may be
yet many years distant。 It is not a large sum； but it is sufficient
if supplemented by steadiness and earnestness of purpose。 Your
mother and I gave you the name Ernest； hoping that it would remind
you continually of〃 but I really cannot copy more of this
effusion。 It was all the same old will…shaking game and came
practically to this； that Ernest was no good； and that if he went on
as he was going on now； he would probably have to go about the
streets begging without any shoes or stockings soon after he had
left school； or at any rate； college； and that he； Theobald； and
Christina were almost too good for this world altogether。
After he had written this Theobald felt quite good…natured； and sent
to the Mrs Thompson of the moment even more soup and wine than her
usual not illiberal allowance。
Ernest was deeply； passionately upset by his father's letter； to
think that even his dear aunt； the one person of his relations whom
he really loved； should have turned against him and thought badly of
him after all。 This was the unkindest cut of all。 In the hurry of
her illness Miss Pontifex； while thinking only of his welfare； had
omitted to make such small present mention of him as would have made
his father's innuendoes stingless； and her illness being infectious；
she had not seen him after its nature was known。 I myself did not
know of Theobald's letter； nor think enough about my godson to guess
what might easily be his state。 It was not till many years
afterwards that I found Theobald's letter in the pocket of an old
portfolio which Ernest had used at school； and in which other old
letters and school documents were collected which I have used in
this book。 He had forgotten that he had it； but told me when he saw
it that he remembered it as the first thing that made him begin to
rise against his father in a rebellion which he recognised as
righteous； though he dared not openly avow it。 Not the least
serious thing was that it would； he feared； be his duty to give up
the legacy his grandfather had left him； for if it was his only
through a mistake； how could he keep it？
During the rest of the half year Ernest was listless and unhappy。
He was very fond of some of his schoolfellows； but afraid of those
whom he believed to be better than himself； and prone to idealise
everyone into being his superior except those who were obviously a
good deal beneath him。 He held himself much too cheap； and because
he was without that physical strength and vigour which he so much
coveted； and also because he knew he shirked his lessons； he
believed that he was without anything which could deserve the name
of a good quality； he was naturally bad； and one of those for whom
there was no place for repentance； though he sought it even with
tears。 So he shrank out of sight of those whom in his boyish way he
idolised； never for a moment suspecting that he might have
capacities to the full as high as theirs though of a different kind；
and fell in more with those who were reputed of the baser sort； with
whom he could at any rate be upon equal terms。 Before the end of
the half year he had dropped from the estate to which he had been
raised during his aunt's stay at Roughborough； and his old
dejection； varied； however； with bursts of conceit rivalling those
of his mother； resumed its sway over him。 〃Pontifex；〃 said Dr
Skinner； who had fallen upon him in hall one day like a moral
landslip； before he had time to escape； 〃do you never laugh？ Do you
always look so preternaturally grave？〃 The doctor had not meant to
be unkind； but the boy turned crimson； and escaped。
There was one place only where he was happy； and that was in the old
church of St Michael； when his friend the organist was practising。
About this time cheap editions of the great oratorios began to
appear； and Ernest got them all as soon as they were published； he
would sometimes sell a school…book to a second…hand dealer； and buy
a number or two of the 〃Messiah；〃 or the 〃Creation；〃 or 〃Elijah；〃
with the proceeds。 This was simply cheating his papa and mamma； but
Ernest was falling low againor thought he wasand he wanted the
music much； and the Sallust； or whatever it was； little。 Sometimes
the organist would go home； leaving his keys with Ernest； so that he
could play by himself and lock up the organ and the church in time
to get back for calling over。 At other times； while his friend was
playing； he would wander round the church； looking at the monuments
and the old stained glass windows； enchanted as regards both ears
and eyes； at once。 Once the old rector got hold of him as he was
watching a new window being put in； which the rector had bought in
Germanythe work； it was supposed； of Albert Durer。 He questioned
Ernest； and finding that he was fond of music； he said in his old
trembling voice （for he was over eighty）； 〃Then you should have
known Dr Burney who wrote the history of music。 I knew him
exceedingly well when I was a young man。〃 That made Ernest's heart
beat； for he knew that Dr Burney； when a boy at school at Chester；
used to break bounds