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My attempts to get help from The Bradder failed, and as soon as I had worked myself up into a rage he began to laugh. So after one night at home I started to Germany and my people went to Oxford for "Commem" on the same day, which was a most topsy-turvy state of things. Nina promised to write to me, but I did not expect anything from her except postcards.
"Well, to drop that, what do you propose to do about this? You're a good chap, Tom, when you aren't making an ass of yourself; but I'm hanged if I'm going to have you interfering between me and Dolly." "Miss Burn." Another pause. "Look here," said Dick. "Cards on the table. I've loved her since last Commem." "So have I." "We went up the Char together in a Canader. Alone."
"So many people have come down already for Commem," he said. "I suppose they are anxious to see the Generals get their degrees. But hadn't we better go somewhere and lunch?" They went down the stone staircase, past the battalion of boots, and across the quad. He felt that all the windows were alive with eyes, but she insisted on standing still and admiring their ivied picturesqueness.
'You are not staying over the night? he gasped. 'Yes, I am, and she threw him a dazzling glance. His heart went pit-a-pat. 'Where? he murmured. 'Oh, some poky little hotel near the station. The swell hotels are full. He was glad to hear she was not conspicuously quartered. 'So many people have come down already for Commem, he said.
The object of the contest is to make the acquaintance of Kathleen; to engage her in friendly conversation; to win her confidence, and to induce her to accept an invitation to Commem, or Eights Week. Any deception, strategy, or tactics which are not calculated to give intolerable distress or embarrassment to Kathleen and her family, are allowable.
It was addressed in his father's hand-writing. He opened it mechanically; and in his preoccupation, he read it several times before he grasped his meaning. "My dear Son," wrote Sir Arthur Falloden "We expected you home early this week, for you do not seem to have told us that you were staying up for Commem. In any case, please come home at once.
Though this was not what an ordinary stranger would have been justified in doing, yet when you consider that he had known Theo at Oxford and entertained the ladies at Commem., you will understand why the rector took this liberty. "I suppose I may ask the girls and Theo to come over in the afternoon," said Mr. Wilberforce.
Two of the punts, clearly containing one party, kept close enough together for the occupants to exchange sallies of wit, or any blissful foolishness in keeping with the blissfully foolish mood of a moonlight picnic up the river in 'Commem.
"Then your people are coming up again for Commem.?" The innocence of the tone was perfect. His sparkling eyes met hers. "I have no domestic prospects of that sort," he said drily. "What I shall do with this fortnight depends entirely on one person." The rest of the room seemed full of a buzz of conversation which left them unobserved.
She would be the "star" of Commem., as so many other pretty or charming girls had been before her. But in her case, it was no mere undergraduate success. Old and young alike agreed to praise her. Her rank inevitably gave her precedence at almost every dinner-party, Oxford society not being rich in the peerage.
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