St. Winifred's; or, The World of SchoolFarrar, F. W. (Frederic William)
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St. Winifred's; or, The World of School
Farrar, F. W. (Frederic William)
Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Schools -- Juvenile fiction
"Tea has been ordered for you in Master Power's study," said the
footman, as they left the master's house.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.
THE GOOD RESOLVE.
"Am I my brother's keeper?"
Genesis chapter 4, verse 9.
"Let's come and see Dubbs before tea," said Walter, on rejoining the
other two. "Henderson told me he was ill in bed, poor fellow."
They went at once to the cottage, detached from the rest of the school
buildings, to which all invalids were removed, and they were allowed to
go to Daubeny's room; but although he was expecting their visit he had
fallen asleep. They noticed a worn and weary expression upon his
countenance, but it was pleasant to look at him; for although he was a
very ordinary-looking boy, with somewhat heavy features, yet whatever
beauty can be infused into any face by honesty of purpose and innocence
of heart, was to be found in his, and you could not speak to Daubeny for
five minutes without being attracted by the sense that you were talking
to one whose character was singularly free from falsehood or vanity, and
singularly unstained by evil thoughts.
"There lies one of the best and worthiest fellows in the school,"
whispered Power, as he raised the candle to look at him.
Low as he had spoken, the sound awoke the sleeper. He opened his eyes
dreamily at first, but with full recognition afterwards, and said, "O,
you fellows, I'm so delighted to set you; when I saw Henderson last, he
told me that you hadn't come back, and that people were beginning to
fear some accident; and I suppose that's the reason why I've been
dreaming so uneasily, and fancying that I saw you tumbling down the
rift, and all kinds of things."
"Well, we were very near it, Dubbs, but, thanks to Walter, we escaped
all right," said Power.
Daubeny looked up inquiringly. "We must tell you all about it
to-morrow," said Power. "How are you feeling?"
"O, I don't know; not very well, but it's no matter; I daresay I shall
be all right soon."
"Hush, you young gentlemen," said the nurse; "this'll never do; you
oughtn't to have awoke Master Daubeny just as he was sleeping so nice."
"Very sorry, nurse; good-night, Dubbs; hope you'll be all right
to-morrow," said they, and then adjourned to Power's study.
The gas was lighted in the pretty little room, and the matron, regarding
them as heroes, had sent them a very tempting tea. They ate it almost
in silence, for they were quite tired out. It seemed an age since they
had started in the morning with Henderson and Daubeny. Directly tea was
finished, Kenrick, exhausted with fatigue and excitement, fell asleep in
his chair, with his head thrown back and his lips parted.
"There, I think that's a sign that we ought to be going to bed," said
Walter, laughing as he pointed at him.
"O no," said Power, "not yet; it's so jolly sitting here; don't wake
him, but come and draw your chair next to mine by the fire and have a
chat."
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