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I saw Mercer set his teeth as he pulled off his jacket and vest, and he pitched them both into the big bin, looking very stubborn and determined the while. "Here, Dicksee, you come and second me, I'll second you afterward. You new boy, you'd better second old Senna. Pah! how physicky he smells!"
He led the way down a long passage to another staircase, ran up, and I recognised the floor where our bed room was, when, just as we were making a rush for it, a door opened, and the big fat boy Dicksee came out, stared, and then burst into a roar of laughter. "Oh, here's a game!" he shouted. "Old Senna's been diving after podnoddles, and giving the new chap lessons."
"I've got it, Smith," said Garstin, interrupting in the quiet even voice of one who had been indulging an undisturbed process of steady thought, and who now announced the definite conclusion reached. "I have it. Frank Dicksee is the man!"
"Humph!" said the General. "Quite right, Doctor, quite right. I'm afraid I was unjust." Then Dicksee, who looked green, made his statement, and before he had done, the General thumped his stick down on the floor loudly. "Here, Doctor: this fellow won't do at all. He's a sneak and a miserable, malicious scoundrel. You can see it all over his face.
'Then, resumed Sam, 'that old fat fagot Engleton, him as held the ribbons and drew up like a lamb when he was told to, picks up his cattle, and drives off again. Down they came to the "Dragon," all singing like as if they was scalded, and poor Tom saying nothing. You would 'a' thought they had all lost the King's crown to hear them. Down gets this Dicksee.
"Hear! hear!" said the two masters together. "Please, sir, I was afraid," pleaded Dicksee. "Go on," said the Doctor. "And I saw Burr junior open the big bin where he and Mercer keep their rubbish." "It may not be rubbish to them," said the Doctor, "Go on, sir."
"Never mind, old chap," whispered Mercer. "Rabbits to-night, and some day such a licking for old Eely and Dicksee."
The rustling I thought was rats. "Why?" said the Doctor sharply. "Because Burr junior and Mercer are so jealous about any other boy going up there, and they would have knocked me about, as you know, sir, they did once before, for being up there." "It isn't true!" I cried. "Silence, sir," said the Doctor. "You shall be heard afterwards. Go on, Dicksee." "Yes, sir, please, sir.
I'm not going to ask my father how much a thing costs when he gives me a present. Lot of money ten or fifteen pounds, I daresay." "Yah! Silver watches don't cost so much as that," sneered Dicksee. "Look here, Dicky," cried Burr major, "you're getting too cheeky. I shall have to take you down a peg or two." "Oh, never mind old Fatsides," cried another boy. "Here, Burr, old chap, show us the works."
Albert Moore, the two greatest artists living in England, will never be elected Academicians; and artistic England is asked to acquiesce in this grave scandal, and also in many minor scandals: the election of Mr. Dicksee in place of Mr. Henry Moore, and Mr. Stanhope Forbes in place of Mr. Swan or Mr. John Sargent! No one thinks Mr. Dicksee as capable an artist as Mr.
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