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I explained they were making beasts of themselves over this Ray business " "It would have been more sporting of you," said Doe, drawing on his trousers and thanking Heaven that he was not as other men, nor even as this Pennybet, "if you'd stuck by Rupert and defied the prefects." "My dear Gray Doe," this statesman expounded, "I go in for nothing that I can't win.

I never said your beastly idea was mine; and because you accused me of doing so, and I said I didn't, you call me a liar: which is a dirty lie, if you like. But of course one expects lies from you." "That may be," rejoined Pennybet. "But you know you don't wash." Doe parried this thrust with a sarcastic acquiescence. "No, I know I don't never did don't believe in washing."

"Radley's won this journey," he said, "but let him know I was the first to congratulate you." By ten o'clock on the Great Day a huge crowd had assembled, including visitors, parents, old boys, and quite a number of Pressmen. Pennybet arrived, invested with all the sleek majesty that Sandhurst could give him: and, seeking out Doe and myself, he lent us the dignity of his presence.

The boys didn't answer me or show that they had heard. They ostentatiously proceeded with their conversation. Even Pennybet had his back turned. I flung myself into my bed in a way that nearly broke the springs, and, pulling the clothes furiously over my head, left my bare feet showing, at which several boys laughed contemptuously. Oh, the horrid activity of my wide-awake brain!

Pennybet and Archie were coming in a row-boat from Falmouth, and it was a breathless moment when he saw them stepping on to the Graysroof landing-stage, and Lady Gray walking down the sloping lawn to meet them. "Hallo, kid," shouted Archie. "Mother, there's Edgar!" Rather startled by this sudden notoriety, Edgar approached the new arrivals.

Lady Gray concealed the fact that she thought her guest's little boy a hateful child, and, having patted his head, sent him off with Edgar Doe to play in the Day-nursery. Of course the Master of the Ceremonies in the Day-nursery was Master Pennybet. Master Doe was his devoted mate. The first game was a disgusting one, called "Spits."

Pennybet quickly saw that I was sensitive on this point, and, with his cruel humour, began emphasising the little difficulty: "Ray, how comes it that your blazer's unlike the others? It's very noticeable, isn't it?" "Oh, shut up," urged I, blushing over face and neck and throat. "All the ladies," continued my torturer, "will notice it and pity you, saying 'Isn't he lovely?"