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The Chronicles of Clovis

Chapter 2 No.2

Word Count: 1903    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

nful experience already registered in the past; unfortunately it still belonged to the future, and what was still more horrible, to the immediate future. Lik

ially ordained for newly-joined boys. His fellow juniors of a term's longer standing had graphically enlightened him as to the inevitable consequences of his lapse; the dread which attac

very best, over the bac

ne across you, of course

alk l

be aimed exactly at the same sp

there might be an element of exaggeration

and his weird swear-words whenever he got hurt were eagerly treasured by those who were fortunate enough to hear them. At athletics in general he was a showy performer, and although new to the functions of a prefect he had already established a reputation as an effective and artistic caner. In appearance he exactly fitted his fanciful Pagan name. His large green-grey eyes seemed for ever asparkle with goblin mischief and the joy of revelry, and the curved lips might have been those of some wickedly-laughing faun; one almost expected to see

nd wondering, from the depths of a very ordinary brain,

y your turn to

violinist might handle his Strad. "I gave Greyson some mint-chocolate to let me toss whether I

sted such of them as had the saving grace of humour at their disposal, but if they sighed when he passed from their immediate responsibility it was a sigh of relief rather than of regret. The more enlightened and experienced of them realised that he was something ou

ndingly larger belief in their own powers were

es," a form-master once remarked to a colleague whose House had

I should try," rep

asked the

gements, and if you start in to tame the obviously untame

s are Nature's

ure's highly finished product when they are in the schoolboy stage, and we, who are sup

ns to them when

r; "that is their tragedy. Bassington will c

the language of Peter Pa

ld mind and knew nothing whatever about boys. To make only one criticism on that particular work, can you imagine a lot of British boys, or boys of any country that one knows of, who

that is the meaning of the 'Never-never Land.' I daresay you're right in your criticism, but I don't agree with you about Bassington. He's a handful to deal with,

ained a form-master's inalienable

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self with the exact position of a chair

rything's re

elegant in the Circus, languidly awaiting the introd

ue in two min

better not be l

st ounce the panic that must be now possessing his foredoomed victim, probably at this moment hovering miserably outside the do

Lancelot entered in response to a h

breathlessly; adding by way of id

s, "but there is probably worse to follow. You

oter practice,

us briefly, pic

on the board," hazarded L

excuses, and our charge is two extra

an article of furniture seemed more hateful in Lancelot's eyes. Comus could well remember the time w

chalk," he said to

ognised the truth of

ude which he would have scorned to apply to a diagr

rouble to look pleasant, because I can't see your face anyway. It may sound uno

dly aware of what a good cane can be made to do in really efficient h

gain. Kindly get back into the same position. If you get down again b

of his executioner. He stayed there somehow or other while Comus m

've been asked to be kind to you. As a beginning you can clean out my study this afternoon. Be awfully careful how you dust the

r study is," said Lance

re, you'd better keep this chalk in your pocket, it's sure to come in handy

a feverish half-hour in looking for it, i

you an awful hot time if they like, but most of them are rather decent. Some are Beasts. Bassin

the gaps for herself with the lavish splendour of feminine i

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The Chronicles of Clovis
The Chronicles of Clovis
“Meet Clovis, the Prankster!"There was something alike terrifying and piteous in the spectacle of these frail old morsels of humanity consecrating their last flickering energies to the task of making each other wretched. Hatred seemed to be the one faculty which had survived in undiminished vigor where all else was dropping into ordered and symmetrical decay." - Saki, The Chronicles of ClovisThe Chronicles of Clovis is a collection of short stories all centered on the main character Clovis Sangrail. Clovis is not your average young rich kid, nonchalant and arrogant. He likes to surprise doing bizarre things that many would not even imagine. Witness his pranks with a grain of salt and be amazed at the reactions of the people tricked. Xist Publishing is a digital-first publisher. Xist Publishing creates books for the touchscreen generation and is dedicated to helping everyone develop a lifetime love of reading, no matter what form it takes”
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