Chapter IV.

For the next three weeks Eric Murray seemed to himself to be living two lives, as distinct from each other as if he were a double personality. In one, he taught the Stillwater district school diligently, solved problems, argued on theology with old Robert Williamson, called at the homes of his pupils and took tea in state with their parents, went to a dance or two, and played havoc, all unwittingly, with the hearts of the Stillwater belles. But this life was as a dream; he only _lived_ in the other, which was spent…