between the two young men, very little could be made of that in young Landless’s favour; for it distinctly appeared that the meeting originated, not with him, but with Mr. Crisparkle, and that it had been urged on by Mr. Crisparkle; and who could say how unwillingly, or in what ill-conditioned mood, his enforced pupil had gone to it?  The more his case was looked into, the weaker it became in every point.  Even the broad suggestion that the lost young man had absconded, was rendered additionally improbable on the showing of the young lady from whom he had so lately parted; for; what did she say, with great earnestness and sorrow, when interrogated?  That he had, expressly and enthusiastically, planned with her, that he would await the arrival of her guardian, Mr. Grewgious.  And yet, be it observed, he disappeared before that gentleman appeared.

On the suspicions thus urged and supported, Neville was detained, and re-detained, and the search was pressed on every hand, and Jasper laboured night and day.  But nothing more was found.  No discovery being made, which proved the lost man to be dead, it at length became necessary to release the person suspected of having made away with him.  Neville was set at large.  Then, a consequence ensued which Mr. Crisparkle had too well foreseen.  Neville must leave the place, for the place shunned him and cast him out.  Even had it not been so, the dear old china shepherdess would have worried herself to death with fears for her son, and with general trepidation occasioned by their having such an inmate.  Even had that not been so, the authority to which the Minor Canon deferred officially, would have settled the point.

‘Mr. Crisparkle,’ quoth the Dean, ’human justice may err, but it must act according to its lights.  The days of taking sanctuary are past.  This young man must not take sanctuary with us.’

‘You mean that he must leave my house, sir?’

‘Mr. Crisparkle,’ returned the prudent Dean, ’I claim no authority in your house.  I merely confer with you, on the painful necessity you find yourself under, of depriving this young man of the great advantages of your counsel and instruction.’

‘It is very lamentable, sir,’ Mr. Crisparkle represented.

‘Very much so,’ the Dean assented.

‘And if it be a necessity—­’ Mr. Crisparkle faltered.

‘As you unfortunately find it to be,’ returned the Dean.

Mr. Crisparkle bowed submissively:  ’It is hard to prejudge his case, sir, but I am sensible that—­’

‘Just so.  Perfectly.  As you say, Mr. Crisparkle,’ interposed the Dean, nodding his head smoothly, ’there is nothing else to be done.  No doubt, no doubt.  There is no alternative, as your good sense has discovered.’

’I am entirely satisfied of his perfect innocence, sir, nevertheless.’

‘We-e-ell!’ said the Dean, in a more confidential tone, and slightly glancing around him, ’I would not say so, generally.  Not generally.  Enough of suspicion attaches to him to—­no, I think I would not say so, generally.’