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His normal air of superior calm had vanished. He was breathless with excitement. A sudden idea had struck him with the force of a bullet. 'What was the title he asked you if you'd read the book of? he demanded incoherently. 'The Derby Winner. Pringle sat down again, relieved. 'Oh. Are you certain? 'No, of course it wasn't that. I was only ragging. The real title was The Dark Horse.
O'Hara began to ask himself bitterly what was the use of ragging at all if this was how it was received. And the moments were flying, and his promise to Renford and Harvey still remained unfulfilled. He prepared for fresh efforts. So desperate was he, that he even resorted to crude methods like the throwing of paper balls and the dropping of books.
He had not succeeded when Charteris came in. 'Jim, he said 'you have my sympathy. It was an awfully near thing. But I've got something more solid than sympathy. I will take a seat. 'Don't rag, Charteris, said Tony. 'It's much too serious. 'Who's ragging, you rotter?
"Look here, Highness, you didn't treat your friends very well yesterday." "I know;" said Prince Ferdinand William Otto meekly. But Prince Ferdinand William Otto had thought out a defense. "I got back all right, didn't I?" He considered. "It was worth it. A policeman shook me!" "Which policeman?" demanded Nikky in a terrible tone, and in his fury quite forgot the ragging he had prepared for Otto.
The coming up of the tides, and the ships, and the jolly gangs of towers ragging them on with a monotonous song made a daily delight for us. The washing of the water, the sunshine upon it, and the reflections of the waves on our nursery ceiling supplied hours of talk to us, and days of pleasure.
Since the days of The Happy Land he has not allowed politicians to be presented upon the stage; but this has little bearing upon the question. There has been interference with some scenes concerning "ragging" in the army.
But he shook his head. "If I touched your hand," he said, "I would have to take you in my arms. Good-bye, dear." "Good-bye," she said. There were tears in her eyes. It was through a mist that she saw him, as the elevator went up, standing at salute, his eyes following her until she disappeared from sight. Things were going wrong with Lethway. The management was ragging him, for one thing.
"I say," he spluttered, "you're a good sort ain't he, Demon? Refusing to say 'Good night' to the beast because he was ragging me. But he'll never forgive you never!" "Oh yes, he will," said Scaife. "It won't be difficult for Dirty Dick to forgive the future Verney of Verney Boscobel." John stared. "Verney Boscobel?" he repeated. "Why, that belongs to my uncle.
A thoroughly undergraduate spirit inspires every page save the last. Religion is treated as a lark. It is full of opportunities for plotting and ragging and pulling the episcopal leg. One is never conscious, not for a single moment, that the author is writing about Jesus of Nazareth, Gethsemane, and Calvary.
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