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Updated: June 13, 2025
"Is the exam. really all right?" she appealed to him, taking both his hands and leaning against him and looking up into his face. "What did I tell you in my letter?" "Yes, I know." "The exam. is as right as rain." "I knew it would be." "You didn't," he laughed. He imitated her: "'Is the exam. really all right?" She just smiled.
"Ah, you English," he said, "you consider all your cousins brothers and sisters!" Goneril laughed. "Is it not so?" he asked a little anxiously. "Jack is much nicer than my brothers," said the young girl. "And who is he, this Jack?" "He's a dear boy," said Goneril, "and very clever; he is going home for the Indian Civil Service Exam; he has been out to Calcutta to see my father."
He lay looking at them quietly as they talked, telling little foolish jokes, laughing immoderately, asking one another anxiously about a tough question in the exam. that morning, and what the prospects were for good marks for them all. It was all so familiar and beloved! So different from those last three hours amid suffering and sorrow!
Her heart was in the hand she gave him; he felt its mystic throbbings there. "How are things?" he began. "I rather thought I should have been hearing from you." He softened his voice to match the tenderness of her smile, but he did it consciously. She replied: "I thought you'd have enough to worry about with the exam. without me."
"H'm!" said Ann Veronica, and then went on "I want to be taken seriously. A girl at my age is grown-up. I want to go on with my University work under proper conditions, now that I've done the Intermediate. It isn't as though I haven't done well. I've never muffed an exam yet. Roddy muffed two...." Her father interrupted. "Now look here, Veronica, let us be plain with each other.
His own fate, he knew, would be even worse, for a prefect is supposed to have something better to do in his spare time than breaking into pavilions. It would mean expulsion perhaps, or, at the least, the loss of his prefect's cap, and Jim did not want to lose that. Still the thing had to be done if he meant to score any marks at all in the forthcoming exam.
For a few hours silence hung round the ghostly Abbey; then, tremendous in the east, Gordon's last whole day at Fernhurst dawned. As far as the Sixth were concerned, work was over. The rest of the school had to go in for two hours for the rep. exam. The drowsy atmosphere of a hot summer morning overhung everything. The studies were very quiet.
And there she stood, leaning a little forward, a strained smile on her face. "Me, mother, when I shall be old," Neville quickly answered her, smiling in return. "Come in, dear. Jim's telling me how I shall never be a doctor. He gave me a viva voce exam., and I came a mucker over it."
Here was the girl who stood unmoved by fire or flood, who never worried about an exam; the girl who had calmly rallied the demoralized volley ball team and snatched victory in the face of overwhelming odds, who seemed to have optimism in her veins instead of blood, at the very beginning of the most charming summer in her life, worrying because some time or other it must come to an end!
"No, old fellow," said he; "if you work any move you will go backwards instead of forward. You must take this week easy, and go up fresh for the exam. Depend on it, you will do far better than if you tried to keep it up till the last moment." In vain Roger pleaded, threatened, mutinied.
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