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"No; I was not here that term," Davenport would reply; "but I sha'n't forget when the Chief found Betteridge's bed pitched on the floor, with Betteridge underneath and Lovelace sitting on top." Was it possible, thought some small fry, that the great Mansell, who played for the Fifteen, had once actually slept in the same bed as he occupied now?
December came with its dark mornings and steadily falling rains. The First Fifteen matches were over. Dulbridge and Tonford had both been beaten handsomely; Mansell had got his Firsts. The Colts drew at Limborne, and finished their season with an overwhelming victory over Weybridge. House games began again, and the Thirds and Two Cock became the only possible topics of conversation.
I shall go home, and then, I suppose, I shall have to go to France or Germany, or perhaps some crammer. I don't know or care ... it's bound to be pretty rotten...." He half smiled. "My God, and it's damned unfair," Mansell said suddenly.
It twirled and circled violently round, and at last went crash into an ice-berg, where it was broken to pieces! "Not so bad for a beginning," said Mansell, as poor Davy came back, looking very crest-fallen. "Now, Butts, come below. You have proved that the thing will do. Mr Dicey, get yourself ready for a trip over the ice. Let three men prepare to accompany you. I shall send you off to-morrow."
The regulators were speechless with indignation for the space of five minutes then they hurried to the jail; and when Charley Mansell, with pale face but set teeth, again presented his pistol, they astonished him with three roaring cheers, after which each man congratulated him on his courage. In short, Bunkerville became a quiet place.
But when the thought of House matches returned, the old lot came back together to fight their battles over again, and to dream of the silver cups glittering below the statue of Edward VI. They were all there: Hunter, who had seemed to pass almost out of Gordon's life since he had begun to play in the Fifteen; Mansell, who now spent much of his time with Hazelton; Betteridge, who was more often than not with Harding.
Mansell presently fell into raptures at the sight of the drawing materials, which must, she was sure, delight Isabel, but she was rather discomfited by the sight of the 'subject, called it an odious creature, then good-humouredly laughed at herself, but would not sit down again, evidently wishing to escape from close quarters with such monsters.
'Then, why could he not set about it openly and honourably? Does his father object? I would not have thought it of you, Isabel, nor of the lad neither! 'You need not think it, dear Mr. Mansell. There is nothing between Lord Fitzjocelyn and myself but the warmest friendship. 'Isabel! Isabel! why are you making mysteries? I do not wish to pry into your affairs.
In Study No. 1, at the end of the passage on the lower landing, Mansell addressed a meeting of delegates with great fervour. The only thing they'd got to do was to play like hell in the Easter term, and here's that Clarke trying to make us do work, and, what is more, to work for Claremont! Gentlemen, let us stand by our traditions."
If I am good for nothing else, I shall be a walking weather-glass, as well as a standing warning against man-traps. 'You don't mean that you fell into a man-trap! exclaimed Mrs. Mansell, in horror. 'That will be a warning for Mr. Mansell! I have such a dread of the frightful things! 'A trap ingeniously set by myself, said Louis. 'I was only too glad no poor poacher fell into it.
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