Stalky & Co. by Rudyard Kipling
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bathing, and being a water-funk?" the school chaplain put in. "I was
scoring in the pavilion that day." "I may have--jestingly. I really don't pretend to remember every remark I let fall among small boys; and full well I know the Beetle has no feelings to be hurt." "May be; but he, or they--it comes to to same thing--have the fiend's own knack of discovering a man's weak place. I confess I rather go out of my way to conciliate Number Five study. It may be soft, but so far, I believe, I am the only man here whom they haven't maddened by their--well--attentions." "That is all beside the point. I flatter myself I can deal with them alone as occasion arises. But if they feel themselves morally supported by those who should wield an absolute and open-handed justice, then I say that my lot is indeed a hard one. Of all things I detest, I admit that anything verging on disloyalty among ourselves is the first." The Common-room looked at one another out of the corners of their eyes, and Prout blushed. "I deny it absolutely," he said. "Er--in fact, I own that I personally object to all three of them. It is not fair, therefore, to--" "How long do you propose to allow it?" said King. "But surely," said Macrea, deserting his usual ally, "the blame, if there be any, rests with you, King. You can't hold them responsible |
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