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Updated: June 19, 2025
Good old John! Do you remember his running you out in the Charchester match? 'Don't, said Gethryn pathetically. 'The only time I've ever felt as if I really was going to make that century. By Jove, see that drive? Pringle seems all right. 'Yes, you know, he'll simply walk into his Blue when he goes up to the Varsity. What do you think of Baynes? 'Ought to be rather useful on his wicket.
At five o'clock, Charchester by that time having made two hundred and forty-one for two wickets, the left-hander ran into three figures, and the captain promptly declared the innings closed. Beckford's only chance was to play for a draw, and in this they succeeded. When stumps were drawn at a quarter to seven, the score was a hundred and three, and five wickets were down.
'Let me see, said the Colonel, as Pringle finished the description of how point had almost got to the square cut which had given him his century against Charchester, 'you're out of the Upper Fifth now, aren't you? I always used to think you were going to be a fixture there. You are like your father in that way. I remember him at Rugby spending years on end in the same form.
At four o'clock the match had started at half-past eleven the Charchester captain reached his century, and was almost immediately stumped off Baynes. The Bishop bowled the next man first ball, the one bright spot in his afternoon's performance. Then came another long stand, against which the Beckford bowling raged in vain.
'Very well. I'll play. It's rather rot, though. 'No, it's all right, really. It's only that you've got into a groove. You're so used to doing the heavy martyr, that the sudden change has knocked you out rather. Come and have an ice before the shop shuts. So Gethryn came once more into the team, and travelled down to Charchester with the others. And at this point a painful alternative faces me.
There were snap-shots of various moving incidents in the careers of the Bishop and his friends: Marriott, for example, as he appeared when carried to the Pavilion after that sensational century against the Authentics: Robertson of Blaker's winning the quarter mile: John Brown, Norris's predecessor in the captaincy, and one of the four best batsmen Beckford had ever had, batting at the nets: Norris taking a skier on the boundary in last year's M.C.C. match: the Bishop himself going out to bat in the Charchester match, and many more of the same sort.
He administered the coup de grace with the air of a John Roberts, and retired triumphant; while the Charchester representatives pointed out that as their score was at seventy-four, they had really won a moral victory by four points. To which specious and unsportsmanlike piece of sophistry Pringle turned a deaf ear. It was now too late for any serious literary efforts.
Pringle examined the situation in all its aspects. 'Can't you get along? he enquired at length. 'Not an inch. 'Pity. I wish we could swop places. 'So do I for some things. To start with, I shouldn't mind having made that century of yours against Charchester. Pringle beamed. The least hint that his fellow-man was taking him at his own valuation always made him happy. 'Thanks, he said.
But as a rule the programme consisted of a series of five test matches, Charchester versus Beckford; and as Pringle was almost exactly twice as good as each of the twins taken individually, when they combined it made the sides very even, and the test matches were fought out with the most deadly keenness.
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