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Updated: June 13, 2025
"I dined at the Warden's last night." Noaks sat still, peering across at the Duke. For the first time in his life, he was resentful of the Duke's great elegance and average stature, his high lineage and incomputable wealth. Hitherto, these things had been too remote for envy. But now, suddenly, they seemed near to him nearer and more overpowering than the First in Mods had ever been.
Mason was severely reprimanded, and his companions were forbidden, under pain of heavy punishment, to walk in Locker's Lane further than the corner of their own playing field. "But who is young Noaks?" asked Diggory, as Jack Vance finished a hasty account of this warfare with the Philistines. "Why, that's just the funny part of it," returned the other.
The company shouted themselves hoarse, for every one felt that the honour of The Birches had been retrieved, and that the day was still far distant when they would be crushed beneath the iron heel of young Noaks, or be exposed as an unresisting prey to the ravages of the wild hordes of Horace House.
"I said, 'Look here, Joe Crump, you let me out, there's a good chap. But he wouldn't; he was afraid of what young Noaks would do to him. At last I gave him a shilling through the crack of the boards, and vowed I wouldn't say who'd done it, and then he undid the door.
"I knew," she murmured, "I knew the gods were not so cruel. Oh man of my need," she cried, stretching out her arms to him, "oh heaven-sent, I see you only as a dark outline against the light of your room. But I know you. Your name is Noaks, isn't it? Dobson is mine. I am your Warden's grand-daughter. I am faint and foot-sore.
As the captain finished speaking, Hawley, Gull, Noaks, and several other boys sprang to their feet, their appearance being the signal for a fresh outburst of cheers and groans. Young "Rats" commenced to hiss like a small steam-engine, while Grundy made frantic but futile attempts to reach over from the desk behind and smite him on the head with a French dictionary.
There's no need to run the risk of getting expelled; and, besides, we want some time to think of a plan." The faint clang, ter-ang of a bell sounded across the playing field. Noaks and Hawley rose to their feet. "'Prep!" exclaimed the latter. "We must be off."
"I say," whispered Diggory, as soon as they had regained their seat in the examination-room, "I vote we give that chap the cold shoulder." The following morning the three friends heard their names read out as forming part of the Third Form, to which their friend Carton already belonged. Young Noaks was placed in the Upper Fourth, and they were not destined therefore to have him as a class-mate.
"I say," muttered Jacobs, "they're awfully big." "Well, what does that matter?" answered Diggory, cracking another nut and spitting out the shell. "They aren't going to eat us; and as for that chap Noaks, he's all noise look how he muffed that kick." Mr. Blake tossed up.
But we must stand by him because of the Triple Alliance. Noaks is sure to try to set on him the first chance he gets." "Yes," answered Diggory; "look out for squalls." At the end of the first fortnight our three friends had begun to find their feet at Ronleigh, and the sense of being "outsiders" in everything was gradually wearing off as they grew more intimate with their schoolfellows.
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