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"Have a drink, I'm generally as quiet as a lamb." Marsden sat on the table and refused to drink. "It's no joke being in the same house with you," he said again, and began to laugh. "I'm not going to set fire to the place or blow it up," Bunny replied. "But the house becomes infested with proctors." "Did you see the 'proggins?" "He came into my room and progged both Carslake and me.
It had never occurred to me that we were likely to meet the "proggins," but as I turned into The High we ran full tilt into him, and before I had time to think of running, a "bulldog" had told me that the proctor would like to speak to me. There was no way out of it, so I turned to gratify this unforeseen gentleman and found that he was my tutor, Mr. Edwardes.
I made an unfortunate choice." He shot his cuffs down, but they were terribly limp, and he looked at them with disgust. "What happened?" Ward asked. "I met the proggins, and having got my wind I charged right past him. Then I ran round by the Racquet Courts, and finally hid in a garden by Keble.
"A most rotten evening, the proggins will come in a few minutes if he is within shouting distance. They have been trying to get us out for the last quarter of an hour." "Several men seem to have gone already." We talked for some minutes, and then a waiter came in and said the proctor was coming down "The High," so we all bolted as hard as we could.
"Dennison thinks that the proggins and all his bulldogs are after him," Bunny Langham said; "the whole thing was only a trick to get us out before anything happened." "They can catch me if they like," Ward replied, "I can't run to-night." So the three of us walked back to St. Cuthbert's, and Bunny complained bitterly that he could not come in and wait until Lambert and Dennison turned up.
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