The Pothunters by P. G. (Pelham Grenville) Wodehouse
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[3] AN UNIMPORTANT BY-PRODUCT The news, however, was not long in spreading. Robinson took care of that. On the way to school he overtook his friend Morrison, a young gentleman who had the unique distinction of being the rowdiest fag in Ward's House, which, as any Austinian could have told you, was the rowdiest house in the School. 'I say, Morrison, heard the latest?' 'No, what?' 'Chap broke into the Pav. last night.' 'Who, you?' 'No, you ass, a regular burglar. After the Sports prizes.' 'Look here, Robinson, try that on the kids.' 'Just what I am doing,' said Robinson. This delicate reference to Morrison's tender years had the effect of creating a disturbance. Two School House juniors, who happened to be passing, naturally forsook all their other aims and objects and joined the battle. |
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