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She was given a seat in a room with a number of other candidates for certificates, but the fact leaking out from some remark of Wain's that she was a colored girl, objection was quietly made by several of the would-be teachers to her presence in the room, and she was requested to retire until the white teachers should have been examined.
She knew, too, that Tryon did not live in Sampson County, though the exact location of his home was not clear to her. "And where are you staying, my dear?" asked the good lady. "I'm boarding at Mrs. Wain's," answered Rena. "Mrs. Wain's?" "Yes, they live in the old Campbell place." "Oh, yes Aunt Nancy. She's a good enough woman, but we don't think much of her son Jeff.
He knew what it felt like to be run out just when one had got set, and he knew exactly how maddening the Gazeka's manner would be on such an occasion. On the other hand, officially he was bound to support the head of Wain's. Prefects must stand together or chaos will come. He thought he would talk it over with somebody. Bob occurred to him.
To make himself more secure he locked that door; then, turning up the incandescent light, he proceeded to look about him. Mr. Wain's dining-room repaid inspection. There were the remains of supper on the table. Mike cut himself some cheese and took some biscuits from the box, feeling that he was doing himself well. This was Life. There was a little soda-water in the syphon. He finished it.
Wain's success as an illustrator brought him great prominence in the National Cat Club of England, and he has been for a number of years its president, doing much to raise the condition and quality of cats and the status of the club. He has a number of beautiful and high-bred cats at Bendigo Lodge.
With anybody else the thing might have blown over, to the detriment of Mike's character; but Firby-Smith, having the most tender affection for his dignity, made a fuss. It happened in this way. The immediate cause of the disturbance was a remark of Mike's, but the indirect cause was the unbearably patronising manner which the head of Wain's chose to adopt towards him.
Rena not appearing at supper-time nor for an hour later, the elder, somewhat anxious, made inquiries about the neighborhood, and finding his guest at no place where she might be expected to stop, became somewhat alarmed. Wain's house was the last to which he went.
And there were bound to be biscuits on the sideboard in Wain's dining-room. He crept quietly out of the dormitory. He had been long enough in the house to know the way, in spite of the fact that all was darkness.
I didn't know he lived in your part of the world. He's head of Wain's." "Yes, I know," said Mike. "Why is he called Gazeka?" he asked after a pause. "Don't you think he looks like one? What did you think of him?" "I didn't speak to him much," said Mike cautiously. It is always delicate work answering a question like this unless one has some sort of an inkling as to the views of the questioner.
When she spoke of Wain in this manner, he drew his own conclusions. Some deadly villainy of Wain's had brought her to this pass. Anger stirred his nature to the depths, and found vent in curses on the author of Rena's misfortunes. "Damn him!" he groaned. "I'll have his heart's blood fer dis, ter de las' drop!" Rena now laughed and put up her arms appealingly.
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