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One Sunday, the conversation after dinner fell upon Lord Cadurcis. Doctor Masham had recently met a young Etonian, and had made some inquiries about their friend of old days. The information he had obtained was not very satisfactory.
All minds are thrown into one great mould, and come out of it more or less in the same form. An Etonian may be clever or stupid, but, as either, he remains emphatically Etonian. A public school ripens talent, but its tendency is to stifle genius.
'So Ethel's protege, or prodigy, which is it? said Tom, 'is turning out a muscular Christian on her hands. 'Is a muscular Christian one who has muscles, or one who trusts in muscles? asked Ethel. 'Or a better cricketer than an Etonian? added the Doctor. Tom and Aubrey returned demonstrations that Eton's glory was untarnished, and the defeat solely owing to 'such a set of sticks.
John, who had perceptions, was elusively conscious that his companion, too much of a gentleman to give his thoughts words, might be contrasting a yeoman's work with a king's; and when the Etonian, gazing across the plains below to where Windsor lay, a soft shadow upon the horizon, said abruptly, "I wish Eton had been built upon a hill," John replied effusively; "Oh, sir, it is decent of you to say that."
Notwithstanding the interesting conversation of our host, who had not allowed a residence of many years in a mind-rusting city to impair his love of literature, a love dating from the time when Praed edited the "Etonian," and Metius Tarpa contributed to the "College Magazine," we were obliged to leave early.
A delightfully boyish young American came inquiring waggishly for his "best girl"; next moment I was given to understand that he meant his bride, who was ten times too good for him, with further trivialities to which the dressing-bell put a timely period. There was no sign of my Etonian when I went upstairs.
I slipped through Eton unobserved; washed myself, and as far as possible adjusted my dress, at a little public-house in Windsor; and about eight o'clock went down towards Pote's. On my road I met some junior boys, of whom I made inquiries. An Etonian is always a gentleman; and, in spite of my shabby habiliments, they answered me civilly.
Then there was Praed, fresh from editing the Etonian, as a product of collective boyish effort unique in its literary excellence and variety; and Sidney Walker, Praed's gifted school fellow, whose promise was blighted by premature decay of powers; and Charles Austin, whose fame would now be more in proportion to his extraordinary abilities, had not his unparalleled success as an advocate tempted him before his day to retire from the toils of a career of whose rewards he already had enough.
"Tremendously sorry," said Cranbourne, "but I want to ask you a few more questions about that fellow I spoke of." "I've been thinking about him myself, sir, and one or two things have come to mind. Remembered his tie for instance." "Yes." "Old Etonian colours," said Brown. Cranbourne nodded enthusiastically. "Anything else?"
He bowls about as fast as any one I have ever seen, and every ball is dead on the wicket." "He is first-class," the lieutenant, who was an old Etonian, said. "I wonder where he learnt to play cricket?" The wickets fell fast, and the innings concluded for 98, Edgar taking seven wickets for twelve runs.
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