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He was one of the small party who yesterday had come in for such a smart snubbing from Bloomfield, and the only way to show his sense of the ingratitude of such treatment, especially towards an old toady like himself, was to profess no interest in an event which was notoriously interesting the Parretts' captain. So Wibberly strolled down that afternoon to the river, and naturally met Gilks.
He'd like to make every one think he has been coaching his kids, and this is just a show-off." "Well, let him show off; who cares?" growled Gilks. "All very well. He ought to be hooted round the school instead of flashing it there in the Big, the hypocritical cad!" "Well, why don't you go and do it?" said Gilks; "you'd get plenty to join you." "Would I? No, I wouldn't.
"I don't want to be ordered about by you, I can tell you." Silk sneered. "I'm under great obligations to you, I know," he said. "Well," said Gilks, who winced visibly under the satire, "however could I help it? It wasn't my fault, I tell you. I'm awfully sorry you lost on the race, but " "But you'd better look alive and do what I tell you," said Silk, viciously.
At length the silence was broken by a knock on the door, and Silk entered. He glanced hurriedly round, and seemed to take in the position of affairs with moderate readiness, though he was evidently not quite sure whether Gilks or the captain was his accuser. The doctor, however, soon made that clear.
He says he did what he did at the suggestion of Silk. Perhaps you will send for Silk now, Riddell." Riddell went off to discharge the errand. When he returned Gilks looked up and said, nervously, "Need I stay, sir? I don't want to see Silk." The doctor looked at him doubtfully, and replied, "Yes, you must stay." A long, uncomfortable pause followed, during which no one spoke or stirred.
"What about?" inquired the inquisitive Wibberly, who seemed to have the knack of hitting upon unwelcome topics. "It wouldn't do you any good to know," growled Gilks. "I heard it was some betting row, or something of that sort," said Wibberly. "Eh? yes something of that sort," said Gilks. "Well," said Wibberly, "I never cared much for Silk. He always seemed to know a little too much for me.
They were passing the Aquarium, which at that moment was disgorging its visitors. Among those who emerged exactly as the doctor's fly passed were three boys, whom Telson and Parson recognised in a moment. They were Silk and Gilks and another younger boy, who seemed to shrink from observation, and whose head was turned another way as the fly passed.
Had the culprit been any one else had it been Silk, for instance, or Gilks would he have hung back? He knew he would not, painful as the task would be. The honour of the school was in question, and he had no right to palter with that.
"So he is; and what's more, he's got a spite against me, and wants to turn me out of it." "Why?" "He says I don't do enough work. I should like to know how a fellow is to work behind a sanctimonious ass like him?" "I hear the schoolhouse boat isn't a bad one, even without Wyndham," said Silk. "Pretty fair. But if I'm in it I'll see it doesn't win," said Gilks.
But presently, as the two boats approached the corner, a slight turn inwards enabled them to answer the question for themselves. "We lead!" exclaimed Silk. Silk was a Welcher and Gilks a schoolhouse boy, but "we" meant Parrett's. Yes, the red flag was ahead, though only a little. "How long before they're at the point?" "Half a minute. I say, how splendidly the schoolhouse are steering, though!"
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