"knowledge and love of God" of which our authoress is the strenuous champion.
Lionel, the small centre of the picture, is introduced as a boy who "might have been a bank clerk or an experienced accountant in a London merchant's office, from his serious old-fashioned manner, instead of a child barely eleven years of age; indeed, as a matter of fact, there was an almost appalling expression of premature wisdom on his pale wistful features;—the 'thinking furrow' already marked his forehead,—and what should still have been the babyish upper curve of his sensitive little mouth was almost, though not quite, obliterated by a severe line of constantly practiced self-restraint."
Mr. Valliscourt has hired tutor after tutor to assist him in forcing Lionel's intellect: by turns each tutor has thrown up his task in disgust. At last comes William Montrose, B. A., a breezy Oxonian, who refuses point-blank to go through the "schedule of tuition" which Mr. Valliscourt "formulates" for his son's holiday tasks. Montrose is angrily dismissed, and Professor Cadman-Gore, "the dark-lantern of learning and obscure glory of university poseurs," is engaged in his place to squeeze the juice out of poor little Lionel's already wearied brains.
