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Tulke nearly blubbed. He's awfully shy of us since Mary's time." Tulke preserved that modesty till the last moment till the journey-money had been paid, and the boys were filling the brakes that took them to the station. Then the three tenderly constrained him to wait a while. "You see, Tulke, you may be a prefect," said Stalky, "but I've left the Coll. Do you see, Tulke, dear?" "Yes, I see.
You know that," said McTurk. "You haven't any tact." "Hold on," said Beetle. "A prefects' meetin' has to be reported to the Head. I want to know if the Head backs Tulke in this business?" "Well well, it isn't exactly a prefects' meeting," said Carson. "We only called you in to warn you." "But all the prefects are here," Beetle insisted. "Where's the difference?" "My Gum!" said Stalky.
"I I was goin' along the street I swear I was," cried Tulke, "and and I'm awfully sorry about it a woman came up and kissed me. I swear I didn't kiss her." There was a pause, filled by Stalky's long, liquid whistle of contempt, amazement, and derision. "On my honor," gulped the persecuted one. "Oh, do stop him jawing." "Very good," McTurk interjected.
"You've made a pretty average ghastly mess of it, Tulke." "Why why didn't you lick that young devil Beetle before he began jawing?" Tulke wailed. "I knew there'd be a row," said a prefect of Prout's house. "But you would insist on the meeting, Tulke." "Yes, and a fat lot of good it's done us," said Naughten. "They come in here and jaw our heads off when we ought to be jawin' them.
"He might at least have the decency you're authorities on decency, I believe to wait till dark. But he didn't. You didn't! Oh, Tulke. You you incontinent little animal!" "Here, shut up a minute. What's all this about, Tulke?" said Carson. "I look here. I'm awfully sorry. I never thought Beetle would take this line." "Because you've no decency you thought I hadn't," cried Beetle all in one breath.
Don't they larn 'ee manners to College?" Tulke gasped and wheeled. Solemnly and conscientiously Mary kissed him twice, and the luckless prefect fled. She stepped into the shop, her eyes full of simple wonder. "Kissed 'un?" said Stalky, handing over the money. "Iss, fai! But, oh, my little body, he'm no Colleger. 'Zeemed tu-minded to cry, like." "Well, we won't.
They'll be sendin' ambassadors round in half a shake to beg us not to tell the school. It's a deuced serious business for them," said McTurk. "Poor Sixth poor old Sixth!" "Immoral young rips," Stalky snorted. "What an example to pure-souled boys like you and me!" And the Sixth in Carson's study sat aghast, glowering at Tulke, who was on the edge of tears. "Well," said the head-prefect acidly.
Why didn't you ask that before?" "Well, I ask it now. What are you doing?" "We're admiring you, Tulke," said Stalky. "We think you're no end of a fine chap, don't we?" "We do! We do!" A dog-cart with some girls in it swept round the corner, and Stalky promptly kneeled before Tulke in the attitude of prayer; so Tulke turned a color. "I've reason to believe " he began. "Oyez! Oyez!
"We are compelled, of course, to accept your statement." "Confound it!" roared Naughten. "You aren't head-prefect here, McTurk." "Oh, well," returned the Irishman, "you know Tulke better than we do. I am only speaking for ourselves. We accept Tulke's word.
"As nice a lot of high-minded youngsters as you'd wish to see," said McTurk, gazing round with bland patronage. "A trifle immoral, but then boys will be boys. It's no good tryin' to look stuffy, Carson. Mister Corkran will now oblige with the story of Tulke an' Mary Yeo!" Part II.
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