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Burns, prepared to deny himself to all ordinary petitioners, saw the man's face and stopped to listen. It was a rough-looking fellow who told him his brief story, but the hearer listened with attention and his face became grave. He turned to Miss Mathewson. "Call Johnny Caruthers and the Imp, please," he directed.
In a mood of supreme self-confidence he returned to Fernhurst. At Waterloo everyone was talking at the top of his voice. "Is it true Akerman has left?" "Yes; got a commission in the Middlesex." "Good Lord! that'll mean Gregory captain." "Hunter has left, too, I hear." "Has he?" "Caruthers will be captain of the House, then." Broken sentences were wafted like strange music to Gordon's ears.
Gordon walked down to the station with him. "I am going to the front in about a week, you know," said Tester, as they were standing on the platform. "Good Lord! man, why didn't you tell us before?" "Oh, I don't know. I didn't want them all unburdening themselves to me.... Here's the train. Well, good-bye, Caruthers. Good luck." "Thanks awfully; and mind you come back all right."
Caruthers Cain, I went out into the garden and laughed at the idea of having spent money for lobsters. When I got back in the kitchen things were well under way, everything smelling grand, and Aunt Bettie in full swing matching up my dinner guests.
But in time he was sure to realise that athletics were not the aim of life, but only a tavern on the wayside, where we may rest for a little, or which we may pass by, just as our fancy takes us. If Caruthers saw this at last, he would then have done at least something not altogether vain. For, after all, what a useless life his had been.
Collins, Mansell, Caruthers, Hunter, Lovelace, and you Fletcher, take off that filthy stuff." "That stuff, sir," drawled out Forbes. "What stuff?" "Don't interfere, Forbes," rapped out Trundle. "Take them off, I say." "Oh, do you mean our waistcoats, sir?" asked Hunter, in superbly feigned surprise. "We couldn't take them off; we should catch a cold.
But before they did so, they put in the mouldy cupboard a lemonade bottle and one of the blue Fernhurst roll-books for the Michaelmas Term, 1913. They underlined their names in it, and left it as a memento of a few happy evenings. "I wonder," said Caruthers, "if years hence someone will pull up that board and find the book, and seeing our names will wonder who we were." "Perhaps," said Davenport.
But the matter did not end there. That evening in Buller's dormitories Hazlitt told a story of how Caruthers had been bullying him for no reason, and hacking him till he could hardly sit down. He left out Lovelace's name, because Lovelace was popular with the Buller's crowd. News of this reached Felston, the second prefect. He fumed with rage, and sought Gregory, the Buller's house captain.
Lyman must long have indulged his secret study before the observation of old Buckley Lightfoot fell upon it, for, at the close of the school term a few weeks later, the teacher announced that he had formed a co-partnership with John Caruthers, the noted advocate of Old Ebenezer, and that together they would practice law in the county seat.
They were all guilty, from young Ardmore, a pink cherub of nineteen outward bound for some clerkship in the Consular Service, to old Captain Bentley, grizzled and sea-worn, and as emotional, to look at, as a Chinese joss. There was a nice middle-aged chap, Perkins, I believe, who forgot his wife was on board until Miss Caruthers sent him to the right about and back where he belonged.
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