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"Personally, I sympathise with the kid," he added, "Still, the Gazeka is a prefect " Bob gnawed a pen-holder morosely. "Silly young idiot," he said. "Sickening thing being run out," suggested Burgess. "Still " "I know. It's rather hard to see what to do. I suppose if the Gazeka insists, one's bound to support him." "I suppose so." "Awful rot. Prefects' lickings aren't meant for that sort of thing.
He's head of Wain's, and has got far more chance of keeping an eye on Jackson than Bob has." "The Gazeka is a fool." "All front teeth and side. Still, he's on the spot. But what's the good of worrying. It's nothing to do with us, anyhow. Let's stagger out, shall we?" Trevor's conscientious nature, however, made it impossible for him to drop the matter.
Appleby's made a hundred and fifty odd, shaping badly for the most part against Wyatt's slows. Then Wain's opened their innings. The Gazeka, as head of the house, was captain of the side, and he and Wyatt went in first. Wyatt made a few mighty hits, and was then caught at cover. Mike went in first wicket. For some ten minutes all was peace.
To one who had been brought up on Saunders, Raikes possessed few subtleties. He had made seventeen, and was thoroughly set, when the Gazeka, who had the bowling, hit one in the direction of cover-point. With a certain type of batsman a single is a thing to take big risks for. And the Gazeka badly wanted that single. "Come on," he shouted, prancing down the pitch.
'Much more awful than the gazeka, of course, I suppose? Edith said rather rashly. 'Much, said Dilly. The gazeka? Why the gazeka's nothing at all it's a rotten little animal. It doesn't count. Besides, it isn't real it never was real. Gazeka, indeed! 'Oh, I beg your pardon, said Edith repentantly; 'do go on. 'No... the golden quoribus is far-ar-r-r-r more frightening even than the jilbery.
I chucked Firby-Smith's portmanteau out of the window, thinking he'd got out, only he hadn't really, and it's at a station miles back." "You're a bit of a rotter, aren't you? Had it got your name and address on it, Gazeka?" "Yes." "Oh, then it's certain to be all right. It's bound to turn up some time. They'll send it on by the next train, and you'll get it either to-night or to-morrow."
The Gazeka, blushing warmly, stepped forward. "Bring me a school list, Firby-Smith," said the headmaster. The Gazeka was wearing a pair of very squeaky boots that morning. They sounded deafening as he walked out of the room. The school waited. Presently a distant squeaking was heard, and Firby-Smith returned, bearing a large sheet of paper.
"I don't see there's a need for anything of that sort. You must play the best side you've got. I can easily talk the old Gazeka over. He gets all right in a second if he's treated the right way. I'll go and do it now." Burgess looked miserable. "I say, Bob," he said. "Yes?" "Oh, nothing I mean, you're not a bad sort."
I was only telling him that there was going to be house-fielding to-morrow before breakfast." "Didn't he like the idea?" "He's jolly well got to like it," said the Gazeka, as who should say, "This way for Iron Wills." "The frightful kid cut it this morning. There'll be worse trouble if he does it again." There was, it may be mentioned, not an ounce of malice in the head of Wain's house.
The apology to the Gazeka was made without reserve, and the offensively forgiving, say-no-more-about-it-but-take care-in-future air of the head of the house roused no spark of resentment in him, so subdued was his fighting spirit. All he wanted was to get the thing done with. He was not inclined to be critical. And, most of all, he felt grateful to Bob.
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