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nton and his friend Dunstable, who was in Day'shouse, were discussing ways and means. Li

nghimself on the table which should have been groaning under the weigh

you done with it all?""There was half a cake--""Bring it on.""Young Menzies bagged it after the ma

s? _They're_ all right. Bring themon. Biscuits forward. Show bisc

ibberer as to let Menzies get away with allyour grub. Well, the only thing to do is to touch him for

id Menzies, a

little more of that hissing urn of yours, Menzies. Bustle about,and be the das

o do about it? I don't wish tothreaten, but I'm a demon when I'm roused. Being done out of my tea issure to rouse me. And owing to unfortunate accident of being stonilybroken, I can't go to the shop. You're responsible for the slump inprov

g from him. I met Herbert in the dinner-hour carrying inall sorts of things to his study. Stil

Go inas if he'd invited us. Ten to one he'll think he did, if you don'tspoil the thing

y lastterm. Coming, Menzies?""Not much. I hope he kicks you out.""Come on, then, Linton. If Menzies cares to chuck away a square mea

we are.""Hope we're not late," said Du

e start?"He stooped, and to

watched this manoeuvrewith an air of amazement,

he had exchangedonly about a dozen words that term, much less Dunstable, whom he merelyknew by sight. Yet here they were, behaving like honoured guests. Itwas plain that there was

n felt came when Sheen pressed upon him a bag ofbiscuits which, he knew, could not have cost l

scruples. He leaned backeasily in his chair

e down town with us one of these days and doa bit of canvassing? It's a rag. Linton lost a toot

We had to run. There's a regular gangof them going about the town, now that the election's on. A red-headedfellow, who looks like a butcher, seems to boss the show. They ca

in soon. Why, here he is. Hullo, Drummond!""Hullo!" said the newcomer, lo

he First?" as

ion flagged from this point, and short

with me some tim

him like that. I shouldn't wonder if he's quite agood sort, when one gets to know him.""He must be a rotter to let himself be rushed. By

day. We shall have another forty points taken off us when we playRipton. B

certain I never asked him to tea. OrDunstable either. Yet they came in as i

ve an awful time. Of course those twochaps were simply trying it on. I had an idea it might be that when

n the house'll be ragging you. Chaps will,naturally, play the goat if you let them. Has this

asant to feel one

ng.""And Dunstable is in Day's. They compared notes. I wonder you haven'thad the whole school dropping in

k with me for saying it, but I can't help that. It'sall for your own good. And it's reall

sn't hurta chap's feelings being told to get out, when he knows

h."He reappeared a few moments later. During his absence Sheen overheardcertain shrill p

him bag all the hot water, which ought to have come tohis elders and betters, for fear of hurting his feelings; and gonewithout your bath. I went on my theory that nobody at Wrykyn, least ofall a fag, has any feelings