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And you'll want a short leg, only for goodness sake keep them off the leg-side if you can. It's a safe four to Fenn every time if you don't. Look out, you chaps. Man in." Kay's first pair were coming down the pavilion steps. Challis, going to his place at short slip, called Silver's attention to a remarkable fact. "Hullo," he said, "why isn't Fenn coming in first?" "What! By Jove, nor he is.
I think it's splendid of women who keep it up through the forties.... She won't be bored, even when she's sixty, will she?" That was a direct hit, which Mrs. Hilary could bear better than hits at Neville. "I see no reason," said Mrs. Hilary, "why Neville should ever be bored. She has a husband and children. Long before she is sixty she will have Kay's and Gerda's children to be interested in."
In the senior dayroom, however, the flag of battle was still unfurled. It was so obvious that Kennedy had been put into the house as a reformer, and the seniors of Kay's had such an objection to being reformed, that trouble was only to be expected. It was the custom in most houses for the head of the house, by right of that position, to be also captain of football.
The choir had just come to the end of a little thing of Handel's. There was no reason to suppose that the gallery appreciated Handel. Nevertheless, they were making a deafening noise. Clouds of dust rose from the rhythmical stamping of many feet. The noise was loudest and the dust thickest by the big window, beneath which sat the men from Kay's. Things were warming up.
He could grasp the fact that his cap and his cup were safe again, and that there was evidently going to be no sacking for the moment. But how it had all happened, and how the police had got hold of his cap, and why they had returned it with the loot gathered in by the burglar who had visited Kay's and the School House, were problems which, he had to confess, were beyond him.
Can't you manage to keep Fenn from scoring odd figures off the last ball of your over? If only that kid at the other end would get some of the bowling, we should do it." "I'll try," said Kennedy, and walked back to begin his over. Fenn reached his fifty off the third ball. Seventy went up on the board. Ten more and Kay's would have the cup. The fourth ball was too good to hit. Fenn let it pass.
"Of course," said Kennedy, awkwardly. "You'll want a refuge," said Silver, in his normal manner, "now that you're going to see wild life in Kay's. Don't forget that I'm always at home in my study in the afternoons admission on presentation of a visiting-card." "All right," said Kennedy, "I'll remember. I suppose I'd better go and see Blackburn now." Mr Blackburn was in his study.
Fenn, busily occupied with an ice, added no comment of his own to this plain tale. "Rough luck," said Morrell. "What's all that row out in the field?" "That's Kay's kids giving three groans for Kay," explained Silver. "At least, they started with the idea of giving three groans. They've got up to about three hundred by this time. It seems to have fascinated them. They won't leave off.
I am a victim of Fate, a Toad beneath the Harrow. Sack me tomorrow, if you like, but for goodness' sake let me get quietly to bed now." As it was, not being able to "peep with security into futurity," he imagined that the worst was over. He began to revise this opinion immediately on turning in at Kay's gate.
And two days before the feast of Pentecost, Sir Launcelot came home; and the king and all the court were passing glad of his coming. And when Sir Gawain, Sir Uwaine, Sir Sagramour, and Sir Hector de Marys saw Sir Launcelot in Sir Kay's armor then they wist well it was he that smote them down, all with one spear.
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