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Updated: June 12, 2025
It brought us to our fourteenth year, at which period Doe's mysterious intrigue with Freedham still awaited solution, and my Armageddon with Fillet still languished in a sort of trench-warfare. It was now that our abominable form took to cheating once a week in Fillet's class-room. A Roman History lesson left invitingly open the opportunity to do so.
The only other house-prefects were, strangely enough, the redoubtable Cully and Johnson, who had sought consolation by retiring together to a café in the town. So, when Salome arrived at Fillet's study, there were no prefects available to disband the rebels. What was he to do? It would be quite inexpedient for a master to venture himself into the field of fire.
You must choose between their contempt and mine." I looked down at my boots. "Which would you rather have, their contempt or mine?" "Theirs, sir." Radley was quite moved when I answered him thus; and it was a little while before he proceeded: "I might have stopped your access to Mr. Fillet's study by telling you that the head master was waiting for you there.
Never had I thought that my decisive victory, for which I had waited years, would assume these splendid proportions. Into the house I went, flushed and determined, and quite unaware that by invading Fillet's study I should walk into the arms of the head master himself.
Nor would I listen to sympathising friends, but laughed out in Fillet's hearing: "You don't think I care, do you?" Fillet noticed my ostentatious display of indifference and perhaps felt apprehensive of the latent devil that he had aroused, but his inward comment, I doubt not, was: "We'll see who's going to be master here. He can feel the weight of my hand again, if he likes.
The crowd, recently so excited, was easily flushed by the new turn of events, and shouted in unison "No!" Isolated voices called out "Cheat!" "Liar!" Dr. Chapman, as tactless as he was kindly, declared to those about him that Fillet's judgment was at fault, and thus helped to increase the uproar. The disaffection spread to the Erasmus men, who said openly: "We don't want the beastly cup.
This rejection of my apology I had never contemplated, and it was with a sinking heart that I persisted: "Please, sir, I wanted to " "Run away, boy. I'm accustomed to dealing with gentlemen." At once my attitude of submission was changed at Fillet's clumsy touch into one of hot defiance. "Indeed, sir," I retorted. "I'm not always so fortunate." I went quickly out and managed to slam the door.
And I wanted to think over the little fact, which Chappy had let fall, that certain ladies called me the "Gem." I chewed a blade of grass and ruminated. That flattering little disclosure balanced the weight of Fillet's dislike. I wished it could be brought to his knowledge; and I imagined conversations in which he was told.
Besides, Ray, does it matter to a strong swimmer if the wave beats against him?" I answered nothing, but gazed out of the window. And Radley shot another appeal a less lofty one, but it flew home. Arrows pierce deeper, if they don't soar too high. "Ray, they'll say you funked your master, if you don't go up to Mr. Fillet's study; I shall say you funked the boys, if you don't go out to them.
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