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It was the privilege of School House prefects to enter by a small gate near the masters' common room. Haughtily he rang the bell. A wizened old lady opened the door, bowing with a "Hope you 'ad a good 'oliday, sir." It was the first sensation of power. A crowd had collected round the notice-board in the changing-room.
One day Ferguson thought he wanted some exercise. It was a half-holiday, and Clarke was quite ready for a game of tennis. Ferguson went down to the changing-room. The first thing he saw was that his tennis shoes were gone. He thought it quite impossible that anyone should dare to bag his things. Fuming with wrath, he banged into the matron's room.
But on the way down to hall, he overheard Mansell talking to Tester in the door of the changing-room. "Simonds is going to play Caruthers in the Three Cock instead of Henry, if he plays at all decently to-day," Mansell was saying. "Oh, I am glad of that," Tester answered. "He's a good kid." The earth swayed dizzily as Gordon made his way down to hall. He did not feel at all nervous.
"Oh, well, then, Ferguson, you'd better come with me, and we will make a search for them." Ferguson cursed inwardly. This would mean at least half-an-hour wasted; and he could so easily have found another pair. The School House changing-room is a noble affair. It is about seventy feet long and sixty wide. All round it run small partitioned-off benches; in the middle are stands for corps clothes.
This is not right, and I am sure if men had to experience the changing-room accommodation afforded for our use there would not be many of them competing at tournaments. I think the two clubs I have mentioned are the only two where we even get a bathroom! Some tournaments provide a draughty tent for our use.
Most of the players stay near the ground and can go to their own rooms and be back in time to play again, if necessary; but in London tournaments, where there is often a long drive or train journey before one reaches home, it is most important that there should be a good changing-room.
"I say, you fellows, have you heard the latest? 'The Bull' has kicked me out of the Colts." Lovelace came into the changing-room, fuming with rage. There had been a Colts' trial that afternoon. Buller had cursed furiously and finally booted Lovelace off the field, with some murmured remarks about "typical School House slackness." "It's damned rot," said Bradford.
You talk of nothing else but this rotten affair; talk about it in the Toe, in the changing-room, in form, in chapel, if you like. Ask people you meet if they've owned up. Treat the whole thing as a glorious rag." "Yes," shouted Gordon, "let's go down to Rudd and tell him if he doesn't own up we'll give him hell." And in truth the next half-hour was for Rudd very hell of very hell.
And then everyone poured over the ropes on to the field. "Never mind, you men," said Simonds; "it was a damned fine show and better than fifty wins." The House was proud of its side. As the Fifteen trooped across the courts on the way to the changing-room the House lined up by the chains of the Sixth Form green, and cheered them. "Well played, Caruthers!" shouted someone.
A committee of three was at that moment engaged in sitting on Barnes's head in the first eleven changing-room, in order to correct a more than usually feverish attack of conscience. "Barnes!" "Please, sir," said Stone, some species of telepathy telling him what was detaining his captain. "I think Barnes must have left the field. He has probably gone over to the house to fetch something."
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