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"Come on, we're off," shouted Thaxton from the stairway. Clifford seized Gethryn's arm, Elliott and Rhodes crowded on behind. A small earthquake shock followed as the crowd of students launched itself down the stairs. "Braith doesn't approve of my cutting the atelier so often," said Gethryn, "and he's right. I ought to have stayed." "Reggy going to back out?" cooed Clifford. "No," said Rex.
Hearing Gethryn's key in the door, she hurriedly slipped on her little white mask and confronted him. "Why, who is this?" cried Gethryn. "Yvonne, come and tell me who this charming stranger is!" "You see before you the Princess Helene, Monsieur, she said, gravely bending the little masked head."
Sure you're not too tired?" Rex stood hesitating in the open door. Ruth went and gave him her hand. He kissed it, and she, meaning to please him with the language she knew he liked best, said, smiling, "Bonne nuit, mon ami!" At the same moment her father passed her, and the two men closed the door and went away together. The last glimmer of dusk was in the room. Ruth had not seen Gethryn's face.
'It's the lobster salad that does it, I think. Four for a hundred and fifty-seven had changed to seven for a hundred and fifty-nine in the course of a single over. Gethryn's calculations, if he had only known, could have done now with a little revision. Gosling was the next man. He was followed, after a brief innings of three balls, which realized eight runs, by Baynes.
Gethryn rose restlessly and went over to another table where a man, young, but older than himself, sat, looking comfortable. "Braith," he began, trying to speak indifferently, "any news of my fate?" The other man finished his beer and then answered carelessly, "No." But catching sight of Gethryn's face he added, with a laugh: "Look here, Rex, you've got to stop this moping."
'Get up, he said. Farnie got up. 'Come on. Farnie came. 'Go and get your machine, said Gethryn. 'Hurry up. And now you will jolly well come back to Beckford, you little beast. But before that could be done there was Gethryn's back wheel to be mended. This took time. It was nearly half past four before they started. 'Oh, said Gethryn, as they were about to mount, 'there's that money.
If four plutocrats with four sovereigns were to combine, Farnie, by their united efforts, would be saved. And he rather liked the notion of being turned into a sort of limited liability company, like the Duke of Plaza Toro, at a pound a share. It seemed to add a certain dignity to his position. To Gethryn's study, therefore, he went directly school was over.
To renew his acquaintance with Mr Bulfinch was the last thing Braith desired, but since the meeting had been thrust upon him he thanked Gethryn's tact for removing such a witness of it as Clifford would have been. He had no intention, however, of talking with the little Mirror man, and maintained a profound silence, smoking steadily.
The thought of having his footsteps perpetually dogged by an uncle four years younger than himself, and manifestly a youth with a fine taste in cheek, was not pleasant. 'Of course, said his uncle. 'What did you think I was going to do? Camp out on the platform? 'What House are you in? 'Leicester's. The worst had happened. The bitter cup was full, the iron neatly inserted in Gethryn's soul.
Gethryn's friends and acquaintances, who had been alternating between 'Ginger' Gethryn's hair being inclined to redness and 'Sneg', a name which utterly baffles the philologist, had welcomed the new name warmly, and it had stuck ever since. And, after all, there are considerably worse names by which one might be called. 'What the dickens! he said, as he finished reading the letter.
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