Tales of St. Austin's by P. G. (Pelham Grenville) Wodehouse
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'Oh, I shan't be there,' he said, as if it were the most ordinary of statements. 'Not there! Why, have you been sacked?' This really seemed the only possible explanation. Such an event would not have come as a surprise. It was always a matter for wonder to me _why_ the authorities never sacked Bradshaw, or at the least requested him to leave. Possibly it was another case of the ass and the bundles of hay. They could not make up their minds which special misdemeanour of his to attack first. 'No, I've not been sacked,' said Bradshaw. A light dawned upon me. 'Oh,' I said, 'you're going to slumber in.' For the benefit of the uninitiated, I may mention that to slumber in is to stay in the House during school on a pretence of illness. 'That,' replied the man of mystery, with considerable asperity, 'is exactly the silly rotten kid's idea that would come naturally to a complete idiot like you.' As a rule, I resent being called a complete idiot, but this was not the time for asserting one's personal dignity. I had to know what Bradshaw's scheme for evading the examination was. Perhaps there might be room for two in it; in which case I should have been exceedingly glad to have lent my moral support to it. I pressed for an explanation. |
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