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Updated: May 12, 2025
For a moment Darsie stared blankly, then a flash of intuition revealed the meaning of the word. "Modern languages." "Good! So'm I. And your friend?" "Mathematics." "Humph! Well, good luck! I'm off to bed. We shall meet on the Rialto!" She smiled, nodded, and was gone. With a sudden realisation of their own fatigue the Freshers turned to follow her example.
The subject seemed to her of infinitesimal importance; but Darsie went through many agitations of mind before she decided on a high-necked summer frock, and then suffered still keener pangs because, on descending to Hall, several Freshers were discovered in full evening dress, and, in her imagination at least, eyed her lace yoke with disdain.
On the following day I played back in the real freshers' match, and was most tremendously encouraged before I started by hearing one man say to another that I had come up with a big reputation from Cliborough.
The approach of the Freshers' hockey match banished less important topics, for Hannah was on edge with anxiety to be at her best, and disport herself sufficiently well to be included in after-team practices, while Darsie was scarcely less eager on her behalf.
"But what have I done? Do tell me. I'd much rather know." "Well, dear, you have only come into the hall by the dons' entrance, and you have only seated yourself at the top of the table, where the learned students who are going in for a tripos take their august meals. That is pretty good for a fresher. Forgive me, we call the new girls freshers for a week or two. Oh, you have done nothing wrong.
Heavy and onerous as the responsibility might be, it had been placed in her hands. Darsie braced herself to the burden. It was Christmas Day; fifteen eventful months had passed by since Darsie Garnett and Hannah Vernon had made their appearance in Clough in the character of modest and diffident Freshers.
Attention, Freshers, if you please! This is an item of serious importance. The presence of a Botticelli bestows at once the air of culture and refinement without which no study is worthy of the name. A genuine photograph of a Botticelli, purchased by the owner in the Italian city of Florence, and borne home by her own fair hands, as the crack across the corner will give proof.
"It's unique," he declared, and at last I was able to agree with him. "Have you called on that man Thornton?" he asked, and stood up so that he could see his waistcoat and himself in the glass. "I never call on anybody. I have had a lot of freshers to meals, but I don't know Thornton; he is supposed to be cracked, isn't he?" "Of course he is. We've got a splendid rag on.
After Bunny Langham had gone we began to discuss the freshers' wine, but Jack Ward looked so down on his luck that I let him arrange what he liked, though as Collier said to me afterwards, Ward only thought he was deciding everything while Dennison really managed the whole affair and simply twisted him round his fingers.
"There is a table near that lower entrance, Miss " "Peel," interposed Priscilla. "My name is Priscilla Peel." "How quaint and great-grandmotherly. Quite delicious! Well, Miss Peel, by that entrance door is a table, a table rather in a draught, and consecrated to the freshers there the freshers humbly partake of nourishment." "I see. Then I am as far from the right place as I can be."
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