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his rooms in Trinity Hall, to offer him a 

 copy of my last production, " St. Paul's 

 Vision," which had been more than sanc- 

 tioned by his equals, if not his superiors,* 

 in the University. I had scarcely time to 

 name my business, when first a frown from 

 his lowering brow, then a sneer at my pre- 

 sumption, and last a torrent of invective for 

 daring to intrude or encroach on his privi- 

 leges or privacy I scarcely understood 

 which and he absolutely drove me from 

 his presence. I was not just then armed 

 with that stoic philosophy necessary to set 

 at nought the contumely of my superiors ; 

 and I was about to fling back a volume of 

 bitterness, when reason came to my aid, and 

 whispered in my ear that neither the gentle- 

 man nor the Christian was always or neces- 

 sarily combined with the scholar ; and I 

 silently, but moodily, turned away. 



I had scarcely emerged from his college 

 gate, and walked partly up Senate House 



Vide Dr. Whewell's note at the end of this chapter. 



