come straight to you, sir, on account of what--what Mr. King may 'ave said about their 'abits afterwards in Mr. Prout's study. I only said they was 'ighly humorous, laughin' an' gigglin', an' a bit above 'emselves. They've since told me, sir, in a humorous way, that they was invited by Colonel Dabney to go into 'is woods.'

`I see. They didn't tell their house-master that, of course.'

`They took up Mr. King on appeal just as soon as he spoke about their--'abits. Put in the appeal at once, sir, an' asked to be sent to the dormitory waitin' for you. I've since gathered, sir, in their humorous way, sir, that some'ow or other they've 'eard about every word Colonel Dabney said to Mr. King and Mr. Prout when he mistook 'em for poachers. I--I might ha' known when they led me on so that they 'eld the inner line of communications. It's--it's a plain do, sir, if you ask me; an' they're gloatin' over it in the dormitory.'

The Head saw--saw even to the uttermost farthing--and his mouth twitched a little under his moustache.

`Send them to me at once, Sergeant. This case needn't wait over.'

`Good evening,' said he when the three appeared under escort. `I want your undivided attention for a few minutes. You've known me for five years, and I've known you for--twentyfive. I think we understand one another perfectly. I am now going to pay you a tremendous compliment. (The brown one, please, Sergeant. Thanks. You needn't wait.) I'm going to execute you without rhyme, Beetle, or reason. I know you went to Colonel Dabney's covers because you were invited. I'm not even going to send the Sergeant with a note to ask if your statement is true; because I am convinced that, on this occasion, you have adhered strictly to the truth. I know, too, that you were not drinking. (You can take off that virtuous expression, M`Turk, or I shall begin to fear you don't understand me.) There is not a flaw in any of your characters. And that is why I am going to perpetrate a howling injustice. Your reputations have been injured, haven't they? You have been disgraced before the house, haven't you? You have a peculiarly keen regard for the honour of your house, haven't you? Well, now I am going to lick you.'

Six apiece was their portion upon that word.

`And this, I think'--the Head replaced the cane, and flung the written charge into the waste-paper basket-- `covers the situation. When you find a variation from the normal--this will be useful to you in later life-- always meet him in an abnormal way. And that reminds me. There are a pile of paper-backs on that shelf. You can borrow them if you put them back. I don't think they'll take any harm from being read in the open. They smell of tobacco rather. You will go to prep. this evening as usual. Good-night,' said that amazing man.

`Good-night, and thank you, sir.'

`I swear I'll pray for the Head to-night,' said Beetle. `Those last two cuts were just flicks on my collar. There's a Monte Cristo in that lower shelf. I saw it. Bags I, next time we go to Aves!'

`Dearr man!' said M`Turk. `No gating. No impots. No beastly questions. All settled. Hullo! what's King goin' in to him for--King and Prout?'

Whatever the nature of that interview, it did not improve either King's or Prout's ruffled plumes, for, when they came out of the Head's house, six eyes noted that the one was red and blue with emotion as to his nose, and that the other was sweating profusely. That sight compensated them amply for the Imperial Jaw with which they were favoured by the two. It seems--and who so astonished as they?--that they had held back material facts; that they were guilty both of suppressio veri and suggestio falsi (well- known gods against whom they often offended); further, that they were malignant in their dispositions, untrustworthy in their characters, pernicious and revolutionary in their influences, abandoned to the devils of wilfulness, pride, and a most intolerable conceit. Ninthly, and lastly, they were to have a care and to be very careful.


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