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When Dam regained consciousness he had a fit, recovered, and found himself in the Head's study, and the object of the interested regard of the Head, Messrs. Colfe and Steynker, the school medico, and the porter. But he had fallen from his place, and in the little republics of the dormitory and class-room, he was a thing to shun, an outcast, a disgrace to the noble race of Boy.
It is also a great folly to be taken with outward marks of respect, which signify nothing; for what true or real pleasure can one man find in another's standing bare or making legs to him? Will the bending another man's knees give ease to yours? and will the head's being bare cure the madness of yours?
The laughter from the crowd was, of course, provoked not by the allegory, which interested no one, but simply by a man's walking on his head in a swallow-tail coat. Lembke flew into a rage and shook with fury. "Rascal!" he cried, pointing to Lyamshin, "take hold of the scoundrel, turn him over... turn his legs... his head... so that his head's up... up!" Lyamshin jumped on to his feet.
"Yes yes, of course. Seven an' six." He stared abstractedly, pushed the silver over, and melted away into the darkness of the back room. "Now those two'll jaw about the Mutiny till tea-time," said Beetle. "Old Keyte was at Sobraon," said Stalky. "Hear him talk about that sometimes! Beats Foxy hollow." The Head's face, inscrutable as ever, was bent over a pile of letters.
I looked at the floor, freshly treated with cow-dung, and thought again for an answer, but I could think of no very suitable one. 'I'll give you her letter to read, he said, in a burst of confidence. 'That puts it far more plainly than I can. My head's so bad. He looked worried, and I thought I had better leave him. 'No, he said; 'do read to me a bit before you go. 'What shall I read?
When he turned to look back for it, it was gone. He took the hard beaten path to the banks of the lake, and made for the water at a point directly opposite the Red Head's lodge. Where he now stood it was beautiful day. The heavens were clear, and the sun shone out as brightly to Strong Desire as on the first morning when he had put forth his little head from the door of his father's lodge.
Maybe we shall see it clearly as we gets better; but it looks to me as if it's his doing, out of spite, like, for our interfering with him when he came that night and Joe Smithers arrested him and gave the alarm." "Perhaps so," said Archie. "My head's going wrong again. I can't think." "Then you take my advice, sir: don't you try.
"Oh, my head's better a lot better, really. Maybe we'd better leave town " "If your head is better, I don't see why we need run away from a lot of silly noise," Valeria interposed, with merciless logic. "They'll think we're awful cowards." "Well, I'll try and find out I won't be gone a minute, dear."
He began to describe in detail the beauties of the picture, but at this table at Gravier's they who spoke at length spoke for their own edification. No one listened to him. The American interrupted angrily. "You don't mean to say you think the head's good?"
I gave it to a small boy in your house to take to you." "Yes, sir." He had given up all hope of understanding the Head's line of action. Unless he was playing a deep game, and intended to flash out suddenly with a keen question which it would be impossible to parry, there seemed nothing to account for the strange absence of anything unusual in his manner.
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