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"He has all his life been writing articles running down good work and crying up the impossible, and I was glad to show him up a bit! "The Vice-Chancellor made a most lovely speech after the address an eloquent and splendid tribute to the stage. "Bourchier presented the address of the 'Undergrads. I never saw a young man in a greater funk because, I suppose, he had imitated me so often!
I am quite as much of a purist as that professor at Ardmore what was his name? that they tell the story about. The dear dean told him that some of the undergrads complained that his language was 'too pedantic and unintelligible." "'Never, Madam! Impossible! Why, said the prof, 'to employ a vulgarism, perspicuity is my penultimate appellative." "Ow!
Much of the novelty that had at first invested study with an exhilarating interest had worn off, and they had settled down to the daily routine of lectures and recitations just as though they had been Erskine undergrads for years instead of a week.
Gowan, who liked plain speaking, accused Laurette of telling "fiblets"; Bertha had had a squabble over the bathroom, and Prissie a wrestle for the piano. "Laurette always reminds me of that rhyme that the undergrads made up about the Master of Balliol," said Edith.
And then Medinet, through which our caravan had to pass en route to camp, much to the ribald joy of smart, silk-robed Egyptian "undergrads" who strolled hand in hand along the broad streets near the University. They were big, fantastic houses to suit modern Oriental taste, painted pink and green, and set in shady gardens.
We used to practise saying things like this naturally and easily. We could just see the undergrads at the frat house sitting around in circles and lapping it up. All this time we were plugging away down at the plant, early and late, with every ounce of steam we had. There's one good thing about business in this Bedlam when you break in you keep right on going.
Margaret thought her amazingly frank, but nothing suggested itself in the way of answer, so she remained silent. 'Did you know that your father and my father were friends at Oxford? Lady Maud asked, after a little pause. 'Really? Margaret was surprised. 'When they were undergrads. Your name is Donne, isn't it? Margaret Donne? My father was called Foxwell then. That's our name, you know.
"You are a strange fellow, Santoris!" he said, at last, "And you always were! Even now I can hardly believe that you are really the very Santoris that struck such terror into the hearts of some of us undergrads at Oxford! I say I can hardly believe it, though I know you ARE the man. But I wish you would tell me " "All about myself?"
Down on the river the empty college barges lay void of life. From the top of one of them an aged custodian broke into words: "Ah! Oxford'll never be the same again in my time. Why, who's to teach 'em rowin'? When we do get undergrads again, who's to teach 'em? All the old ones gone, killed, wounded and that. No! Rowin'll never be the same again not in my time."
What sort of noises were they? "'Noises like laughter! Brady said. 'Loud peals of horrid laughter. "'Someone trying to frighten you, one of the undergrads observed, 'and faith, he succeeded. You are twice as white as any sheet. "'It's ill-timed mirth, anyhow, someone else put in, 'with Anderson's dead body upstairs. I'm for making an example of the blackguard.
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