Boarding schools -- England -- Fiction; Boys -- Fiction; Schools -- Fiction; Social classes -- England -- Fiction
He was a youth who took few things as seriously as his own events in the
sports. He loved to pose as a prematurely hard liver, and perhaps he was
one; the famous flask had been known to smell of spirits. He came into
sharp contact at times with Heriot, who, however, had early diagnosed
him as a rather theatrical villain, and treated him accordingly as a
clown. Even Sprawson, even in the summer term, with Satan continually on
his idle hands, got no change out of Mr. Heriot; but with a man like the
unfortunate Spook he was a terrible handful. The Spook took the Upper
Fifth, in which Sprawson had lain comfortably fallow for several terms:
relays of moderate workers, who had found and left him there, compared
notes upon his insolent audacity in what was known indeed as “Sprawson’s
form.” How he would daily affix the page of Horace or of Sophocles by
drawing-pin to the boys’ side of the Spook’s tall desk, and read off his
“rep” under the master’s nose; how methodically he devoured the
_Sportsman_ behind a zariba of dictionaries, every morning of his life
in second school, and how the cover of his Bible was profaned as the
cloak of fiction not to be found in the school library; these were but a
few of the practices and exploits of Sprawson that were common talk not
only in the school but among the younger masters. And yet when the
Heriots lost an aged father in July, and hurried across England to the
funeral, who but the gallant Spook should volunteer to look after the
house in their absence!
The staff were divided as to whether it was an act of heroic hardihood
or of supreme insensibility on the volunteer’s part; they were perhaps
most surprised at Heriot, who knew the Spook as well as they did, but
had been in no mood to resist his dashing importunity. It was not the
house that they distrusted as a whole. Heriot was a great house-master,
though on principle disinclined to pick and choose as sedulously as some
of them; he conceived it his whole duty to make the best of the material
that came his way unsought; but he had not made much of Sprawson, and it
was with Sprawson that the solicitous staff were reckoning on their
colleague’s account.
It did not say much for their knowledge of boys, as the Spook himself
told them in common-room next day. Apparently the house was behaving
like a nonconformist chapel. Cave _major_ was indeed stated to have
tried his haughty and condescending airs on the great proconsul, but
without success according to proconsular report.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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