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"P.S. Please show this letter to Dr Ponsford and Mr Railsford." This startling letter Mr Bickers read over several times, with great amazement and no less vexation. He was angry, not at the injury which had been done to himself, but because this letter had come just when it did. To-morrow, in all probability, his enemy would have left Grandcourt, and then it would be less matter.
Here Railsford underwent the ordeal of a series of introductions, some of which gave him pleasure, some disappointment, some misgivings, and one at least roused his anger. "Mr Bickers," said Dr Ponsford, "let me introduce Mr Railsford. You will be neighbours, and ought to be friends." "I am proud to know Mr Railsford," said Mr Bickers, holding out his hand; "Grandcourt, I am sure, is fortunate."
He was not very encouraging, but said there would be no harm in trying, and undertook to draw up the petition and sign his name first underneath. The petition was short and business-like: "To Dr Ponsford. Sir, We, the boys of Mr Railsford's house, have heard with great sorrow that he is to leave Grandcourt.
I only found him like this half an hour ago, and want your advice what to do." The doctor, almost for the first time, looked at the restless invalid on the bed and hummed. "Dr Ponsford has gone to the Isle of Wight, I hear," said he. "I really don't know where he's gone," said Railsford impatiently. "I wish I could get a holiday.
Railsford felt a little hurt at his evident want of sympathy in his story, and was beginning to look out for a chance of escaping, when Doctor Ponsford said "I wanted to see you last night about Felgate, your prefect. I had a very unsatisfactory interview with him. He appears to lack principle, and, as you said, not to recognise his responsibility in the house.
"Out of it, all of you. You can tell 'em, Dig." Dig composed his features once or twice to utter the word, but as many times broke down. At last in high falsetto he got it out, "Chuckey!" The laugh which greeted this revelation penetrated to the upper region, and caused Dr Ponsford to rise on his seat and look in the direction of the uproar.
"I wonder what it all means?" "I heard Ponsford had been down rowing them about something this morning something some of them had been doing to Bickers, I believe." "Very likely; Bickers looked as green as a toad this morning, didn't he, Branscombe?"
All the rooms is up, and it will take us all our times to get them done against the school comes back to-morrow." "It is an extraordinary thing," said Railsford, who began to feel his dignity somewhat put upon, "that Dr Ponsford should tell me to come to- day, and that no preparations " "'Tain't got to do with me.
It must have taken Hargrave half an hour to reach the club. The first man he saw when he went in was Sir Henry, his hands in the pockets of his tweed coat and his figure blocking the passage. "Hello, Hargrave!" he cried. "What have you got in your room that old Ponsford won't let me go up?" "Not nine hundred horses!" replied the American. The Baronet laughed.
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