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"You see," he began, almost before Railsford reached the patient, so anxious was he to excuse his battered appearance, "he caught me on the hop, Marky, when I never expected him, and gave me no time to square up to him. I could have made a better fight of it if he'd given me time between the rounds; but he didn't."
Come, come tell that to the marines, my friend we won't have it any price. 'En effet' says the marky, twiddling his little black mustaches in the chimney-glass, and making a lunge or two as he used to do at the fencing-school. 'Let us speak of affairs.
I forgive him the licking he gave me last term. Marky made a regular ass of himself, he was so pleased. Every one wanted Barnworth to go on, but he wouldn't, as he had a race to come on. "Then came the Shell hurdles, 120 yards, ten flights. Dig and I were in, and had to beat 19½ seconds.
Are you all right now? Was it the sports knocked you up?" "No that is, yes, they did a bit, I think," said Arthur. It was the sports which had done it, though not in the way "Marky" fancied. "Well, we mustn't have you laid up, must we? We want you for the Swift Scholarship, you know." "Oh, all right, sir, I'm going to mug hard for that after Easter, really." "Why put it off till then?
He's such a gossip, it would be all over the place in a day. Wonder if I'd best let Marky know I've spotted him? Think not. He wouldn't like it, and as long as he's civil I'll back him up for Daisy's sake."
Arthur and Dig having returned to their study, held a grave consultation over the sack and match-box and wedge of paper. "We'd better hide them," said Dig, "where he can't find them again." "Not safe," said Arthur; "we'd better burn them." "Burn them!" said Dig, astounded by the audacious proposition. "Then we give up all our evidence." "Good job too; all the better for Marky.
"He has a big row on with Marky," replied Dig; "I expect he means to bowl him out about this." "That's it," said Arthur, "that's what he's up to. I say, Dig, we ought to be able to pay him out, you and I; and save old Marky." "I'm game," said Dig; "but how?" "Get the things back, anyhow. Let's see, they've got something on at the Forum to-night, haven't they?" "Yes two to one he'll be there.
"'En efet, says the Marky, twiddling his little black mustachios in the chimney-glass, and making a lunge or two as he used to do at the fencing-school. Colonel, you understand that affairs of honour are best settled at once: perhaps it won't be inconvenient to you to arrange our little matters of last night. "'What little matters? says I. 'Do you owe me any money, Marky?
"Tell you what," said Arthur one evening, after discussing the virtues of his future kinsman with some of the Shell, "it wouldn't be a bad dodge to get up a testimonial for Marky. I know a stunning dodge for raising the wind." "Good idea," said Tilbury, "I'm game." "Let's give it him soon, to get him in a good-humour, next week," suggested someone.
I felt jolly miserable, I can tell you, at the start, and that ass Dig made it all the worse by fooling about just to show off, and making believe to spar at me, when he was shaking in his shoes all the time; Marky wasn't much better, for he came and said, `You'll have to run your very best to win it. As if we didn't know that! He don't deserve a testimonial for doing a thing like that.
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