Eric, or Little by LittleFarrar, F. W. (Frederic William)
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Eric, or Little by Little
Farrar, F. W. (Frederic William)
Schools -- Fiction
And he snatched convulsively at the handle of the protruded knife; but
as soon as he nearly touched it, this end was immediately withdrawn and
the blade end substituted, which made the comic Macbeth instantly draw
back again, and recommence his apostrophe. This scene had tickled the
audience immensely, and Duncan, amid shouts of laughter, was just
drawing the somewhat unwarrantable conclusion that it was:
"A dagger of the mind, a false creation."
when a sudden grating, followed by a reverberated clang, produced a dead
silence.
"Cave," shouted Eric, and took a flying leap into his bed. Instantly
there was a bolt in different directions; the sheet was torn down, the
candles dashed out, the beds shoved aside, and the dormitories at once
plunged in profound silence, only broken by the heavy breathing of
sleepers, when in strode--not Mr Rose or any of the under-masters--but
Dr Rowlands himself!
He stood for a moment to survey the scene. All the dormitory doors were
wide open; the sheet which had formed the stage curtain lay torn on the
floor of Number 7; the beds in all the adjoining rooms were in the
strangest positions; and half-extinguished wicks still smouldered in
several of the sconces. Every boy was in bed, but the extraordinary way
in which the bed-clothes were huddled about told an unmistakable tale.
He glanced quickly round, but the moment he had passed into Number 8 he
heard a run, and, turning, just caught sight of Upton's figure vanishing
into the darkness of the lavatory, towards the study stairs.
He said not a word, but stalked hastily through all the dormitories,
again stopping at Number 7 on his return. He heard nothing but the deep
snores of Duncan, and instantly fixed on him as a chief culprit.
"Duncan!"
No reply; but calm stertorous music from Duncan's bed.
"Duncan!" he said, still louder and more sternly; "you sleep soundly,
sir, too soundly; get up directly," and he laid his hand on the boy's
arm.
"Get away, you old donkey," said Duncan sleepily, "'taint time to get up
yet. First bell hasn't rung."
"Come, sir, this shamming will only increase your punishment," but the
imperturbable Duncan stretched himself lazily, gave a great yawn, and
then awoke with such an admirably-feigned start at seeing Dr Rowlands,
that Eric, who had been peeping at the scene from over his bed-clothes,
burst into an irresistible explosion of laughter.
Dr Rowlands swung round on his heel--
"What! Williams! get out of bed, sir, this instant."
Eric, forgetful of his disguise, sheepishly obeyed, but when he stood on
the floor, he looked so odd in his crimson girdle and corked cheeks,
with Dr Rowlands surveying him in intense astonishment, that the scene
became overpoweringly ludicrous to Duncan, who now in his turn was
convulsed with a storm of laughter, faintly echoed in stifled titterings
from other beds.
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