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Jim took his cap and went off, while Merevale settled down to spend the evening in Tony's study, as he often did when the term's work was over, and it was no longer necessary to keep up the pretence of preparation. Parker, the Head's butler, conducted Jim into the presence. 'Sit down, Thomson, said the Head.
And as he would be going home in a couple of days in the ordinary course of things, he would hardly be foolish enough to risk expulsion in such a way. Mr Merevale always rather enjoyed his straight talks with the Headmaster. Unlike most of his colleagues he stood in no awe of him whatever. He always found him ready to listen to sound argument, and, what was better, willing to be convinced.
In the first place Merevale was taking prep. over in the Hall, and it was strictly forbidden for anyone to quit the House after lock-up without leave. And, besides, it was long odds that Thompson, the Sixth Form master, would not have the notes, as he had dictated them partly out of his head and partly from the works of various eminent scholars. The second course was out of the question.
Mr Merevale did not give me leave, but," I added suavely, "Mr Dacre did." And I came away, chanting hymns of triumph in a mellow baritone, and leaving him in a dead faint on the sofa. And the Bargee, who was present during the conflict, swiftly and silently vanished away, his morale considerably shattered. And that, my gentle Welch, concluded Charteris cheerfully, 'put me one up.
'I thought so. 'Ah, but mark the sequel. When he had finished, I said that I was sorry I had mistaken the rules, but I had thought that a chap was allowed to go into Stapleton if he got leave from a master. "But you said that Mr Merevale did not give you leave," said he. "Friend of my youth," I replied courteously, "you are perfectly correct. As always.
I hardly liked to wake him except as a last resource. Perhaps I had better do so now? 'I think you should most certainly. Something serious must have happened to Thomson to keep him out of his House as late as this. Unless He stopped. Merevale looked up enquiringly. The Head, after a moment's deliberation, proceeded to explain.
Betting! Scandalous! 'Come in, he cried, as a knock at the door roused him from his thoughts. He turned. But instead of Thomson, there appeared Parker. Parker carried a note. It was from Mr Merevale. The Head opened it. 'What! he cried, as he read it. 'Impossible. Parker made no comment.
He stood in the doorway, trying to look as like a piece of furniture as possible which is the duty of a good butler. 'Impossible! said the Head again. What Mr Merevale had said in his note was this, that Thomson was not in the House, and had not been in the House since lunchtime. He ought to have returned at six o'clock. It was now half-past eight, and still there were no signs of him.
'Welch, you remember the Bargee who scragged Tony? Well, there have been all sorts of fresh developments. He's just been pacing me all the way from Stapleton. 'Stapleton! Have you been to Stapleton? Did Merevale give you leave? 'No. I didn't ask him. 'You are an idiot. And now this Bargee man will go straight to the Old Man and run you in. I wonder you didn't think of that.
Now it has occurred to me, Mr Merevale you understand that I put it forward merely as a conjecture it occurs to me 'That Thomson has run away, said Merevale bluntly. The Head, slightly discomposed by this Sherlock-Holmes-like reading of his thoughts, pulled himself together, and said, 'Ah just so. I think it very possible. 'I do not agree with you, said Merevale.
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