They appear to me
to be three human superfluities in dirty jackets and noisy boots; and,
unless they clear themselves off the community by running away, I don't
myself profess to see what is to be done with them."
Fortunately for the boys, Mr. Vanstone's views were still fast
imprisoned in the ordinary prejudices. At his intercession, and through
his influence, Frank, Cecil, and Arthur were received on the foundation
of a well-reputed grammar-school. In holiday-time they were mercifully
allowed the run of Mr. Vanstone's paddock; and were humanized and
refined by association, indoors, with Mrs. Vanstone and her daughters.
On these occasions, Mr. Clare used sometimes to walk across from his
cottage (in his dressing-gown and slippers), and look at the boys
disparagingly, through the window or over the fence, as if they were
three wild animals whom his neighbor was attempting to tame. "You and
your wife are excellent people," he used to say to Mr. Vanstone. "I
respect your honest prejudices in favor of those boys of mine with all
my heart. But you are _so_ wrong about them--you are indeed! I wish to
give no offense; I speak quite impartially--but mark my words, Vanstone:
they'll all three turn out ill, in spite of everything you can do to
prevent it.
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