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Dr Ponsford, however, massive, stern, with his shaggy eyebrows and pursed mouth, was above any such weakness. "What have you been doing since you left college?" demanded he, presently fixing the candidate with his eyes. It was a home question. Railsford answered it honestly, if hesitatingly.
There's something the matter with the brake, so we had to let her go." Possibly Railsford had a better notion of the narrow escape of the two hare-brained young guests of the club than they had themselves.
Thanks to this rapid performance they were only about a quarter of an hour after the pedestrians at the abbey. "Well, here you are," said Railsford; "you came by Grassen, I suppose? Rather rough riding, wasn't it?" "We came by Maiden Hill after all," said Arthur. "It was rather rough." "Did you walk down, then?" "No, we rode it. We came down in pretty good time.
When the door of the room once more opened, and Railsford entered unobserved in the darkness. He had not come to see the performance, although he knew it was about to be held, and had indeed allowed the use of the class-room for the purpose.
The doctor and his niece had left for town last night; the other masters had made an early start that morning; and Railsford, junior master, and consequently officer of the guard for the day, imagined himself, as he stood there with his portmanteau about two o'clock, the "last of the Mohicans." "Who is it?" he said, as the cab rumbled through the gateway. "It's Mr Branscombe, sir.
"Something ought to be done to prevent our house being interfered with by Mr Bickers," said he; "there are sure to be rows while that lasts." "Oh," said Railsford, who had heard rumours of this feud already; "how are we interfered with?" "Oh, every way," replied Ainger; "but we needn't trouble you about that, sir. We can take care of ourselves."
And as no other boy was reported to have spent his holidays in the same unsatisfactory manner, and as Railsford himself had managed to escape infection, it was decided by the authorities not to publish the little misadventure on the housetop. That was all Grandcourt was told; and, to its credit, it received the news with profound resignation.
His genius for interference had carried him a step too far; and with a "Very good, Smedley," in terms which were meant to be ominous, he turned away and proceeded to where Railsford was. It was to speak to Railsford that he had come out into the fields that morning. His interviews with Miss Violet and the captain had been by the way.
Helas! they try my patience; but I like them, Meester Railsford, I like them." "I only wish I knew whether I liked you," inwardly ejaculated the new master, as he smiled in response to the confession. A bell put an end to further conference, and Mark went off in a somewhat excited state of mind to his own house. Mr Roe's few words stuck in his mind especially one of them.
Railsford's house should get a name for pluck and esprit de corps; and Railsford and his boys should show the way to Grandcourt! How Dr Ponsford and the "session of masters" would follow their lead it did not at present enter into the head of the vain young man to settle. A knock came at his door as he stood lost in these pleasing reflections, and Grover entered.
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