College stories; College students -- Fiction; Fathers and sons -- Fiction; Trinity College (University of Cambridge) -- Fiction
At the end of it Mr. Binney went in for the first part of his Little-go
and failed ignominiously, for his work had greatly deteriorated since
he had been admitted to the friendship of Howden and the rest. But the
disquieting news did not reach him until he had left Cambridge at the
beginning of the Christmas vacation, and that blow was not added to the
one caused by his failure at the Union, and another which befel him at
the end of term in the shape of an interview with his Tutor. Mr.
Rimington looked grave as Mr. Binney entered his presence, and shook
hands with him without his usual smile.
"Sit down, please, Mr. Binney," he said. "I didn't send for you when I
heard about that foolish affair in Mr. Miniken's rooms, because I
thought you must have taken part in it against your will, and I
couldn't but believe that nothing of the sort would happen again. But
I learn, to my surprise, that you seem to have made a--a specialty of
that sort of behaviour, and however unpleasant the duty may be, I must
remonstrate seriously with you on the course you have adopted here."
Mr. Binney's mouth was dry. Mr. Rimington's tone was more conciliatory
than that of the Junior Dean, but the latter, after his first few
words, had treated him just like any other undergraduate, while Mr.
Rimington addressed him as a middle-aged gentleman who had been making
a fool of himself; and Mr. Binney disliked this above all things.
Mr. Rimington paused, and Mr. Binney felt he was expected to speak.
"I was gated for that affair of Miniken's, sir," he said with a gulp,
"and the subject ought to be at an end. It was foolish, perhaps, but
it was all done in good part, and I had no idea the man would make such
a fuss about it. Since then I am not aware of having done anything to
bring my conduct under the notice of the officials of the college."
Mr. Rimington heard him out in grave silence. "You have done nothing
that has actually had to be punished," he said, "but if you imagine,
Mr. Binney, that your conduct has not come very seriously under the
notice of the officials of the college, you are mistaken. Behaviour
that would not call for much remark from a boy of eighteen or nineteen
is a different matter in a man of your age. For one thing it is
demoralising in the extreme to the undergraduates with whom you
associate. It is a very disagreeable task to have to point this out to
you, and I must say that it surprises me exceedingly that there should
be any necessity for my having to do so." He paused so as to give Mr.
Binney a chance of speaking, who, however, took no advantage of his
opportunity, but sat gazing on the carpet. His attitude seemed to show
that he was taking his Tutor's remonstrances to heart, but a slight
frown on his brow and the set of his mouth belied that assumption.
"Have you anything to say, Mr. Binney?" asked the Tutor.
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