Rodney's resolutions were not broken; he had managed to live for
nearly a year in Paris upon fifty pounds, and when he came to the
end of his money he went to London in search of work. He found
himself in London with two pounds, but he had got work from a
sculptor, a pupil of Dalous: "a clever man," Rodney said, "a good
sculptor; it is a pity he died." At this time Garvier was in
fairly good health and had plenty of orders, and besides Rodney he
employed three Italian carvers, and from these Italians Rodney
learned Italian, and he spent two years in London earning three
pounds a week. But the time came when the sculptor had no more
work for Rodney, and one day he told him that he would not require
him that week, there was no work for him, nor was there the next
week or the next, and Rodney kicked his heels and pondered Elgin
marbles for a month. Then he got a letter from the sculptor saying
he had some work for him to do; and it was a good job of work, and
Rodney remained with Garvier for two months, knowing very well
that his three pounds a week was precarious fortune. Some time
after, the sculptor's health began to fail him and he had to leave
London. Rodney received news of his death two years afterwards. He
was then teaching sculpture in the art schools of Northampton, and
he wondered whether, if Garvier had lived, he would have succeeded
in doing better work than he had done.

From Northampton he went to Edinburgh, he wandered even as far as
Inverness. From Inverness he had been called back to Dublin, and
for seven years he had taught in the School of Art, saving money
every year, putting by a small sum of money out of the two hundred
pounds that he received from the Government, and all the money he
got for commissions. He accepted any commission, he had executed