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Simon, it should be known, was one of the dullest boys in Saint Dominic's, and it was a standing marvel how he ever came to be in the Fifth, for he was both a dunce and an idiot.
At that rate Saint Dominic's would come to a standstill altogether. "Serve 'em right!" said Bramble; "they want a lesson. I wish I'd two fellows to strike against instead of one!" "One's enough if he strikes you back," said Stephen, with a rueful grin. Master Bramble evinced his sympathy by laughing aloud.
"He doesn't act like a guilty person. Just fancy, Wray," and here Tony pulls up short, in a state of perturbation "just fancy if you and I and the rest have been making fools of ourselves all the term!" Ah! my Fifth Form heroes, just fancy! The three weeks of Christmas holiday darted past only too rapidly for most of the boys at Saint Dominic's. Holidays have a miserable knack of sliding along.
"The quaint old city of Coventry has lately been visited by a `gentleman' from Saint Dominic's, who appears so charmed with all he has seen and heard that it is expected he will remain there for some considerable time. "The object of his visit is of a private nature, possibly for the purpose of scientific research, for which absolute quiet is necessary.
There's some hope for the Sixth yet, and we would not grudge even our two best men for such a good object as regenerating the top form of Saint Dominic's," and so on not very flattering to the Sixth, or very comfortable for its two newest members, who, however, had prudently retired from the scene long ago, as soon as the first references to Oliver had been read out.
Why did the Guinea-pigs and Tadpoles strut about and crack their vulgar jokes right under his very nose, as if he was nobody? Alas, Loman! something's been wrong with you for the last year or thereabouts; and if we don't all know the cause, we can see the effect. For it is a fact, you are nobody in the eyes of Saint Dominic's at the present time.
He said no more than he could help, and never scolded his men while play was going on, and, best of all, worked like a horse himself in the thick of the fight, and looked to every one else to do the same. Yet on this Saturday all the captain's prowess and generalship could not win the match for Saint Dominic's against Landfield.
Many of Nostromo's speeches I have heard first in Dominic's voice. His hand on the tiller and his fearless eyes roaming the horizon from within the monkish hood shadowing his face, he would utter the usual exordium of his remorseless wisdom: "Vous autres gentilhommes!" in a caustic tone that hangs on my ear yet. Like Nostromo! "You hombres finos!" Very much like Nostromo.
The small boy looked astounded not that he ever contemplated attempting the chastisement about which he had talked; but the idea of a new boy defying him, one of the chosen leaders of the Tadpoles, who had been at Saint Dominic's two years, was amazing. He glared at the rash Stephen for half a minute, and then broke out, "Won't I? that's all! you see, you pretty little blubber boy!
Curiously enough, since he left us, Saint Dominic's has not collapsed; indeed, it is a singular fact that now he is away it is no longer considered necessary for every fellow to lock his study-door when he goes out, and keep the key." And so on.
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