The master of St. Benedict's, Vol. 1 (of 2)St. Aubyn, Alan
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The master of St. Benedict's, Vol. 1 (of 2)
St. Aubyn, Alan
Cambridge (England) -- Fiction; School principals -- Fiction; Students -- Fiction
'Yes,' he said in his slow, indifferent way, flicking with his cane at
the nettles in the hedge; 'I believe he did. It was rather a pity he
should have taken so much trouble, but I suppose he liked it. I believe
he didn't get off his knees all one night. He's always glad of an
excuse for getting on his knees.'
And then he laughed. It was such a delightful laugh that it ought to
have been infectious, but Lucy looked grave.
'I suppose he was on his knees when you came in?' he said.
'Yes,' said Lucy shortly, but she didn't tell him that she had knelt
down beside Eric and prayed that the life he valued so little might be
spared. She was very angry with him; she could only trust herself to
say 'Yes.'
'Oh, he is a good fellow is Wattles, but he has his little crazes.'
'He is a splendid fellow!' said Lucy warmly.
She was ashamed of her warmth the moment after she had said it, but
they had reached the gate of Newnham by this time, and she was glad to
say 'Good-bye' and run away. She left him standing at the gate waiting
for the others to come up, while quite a dozen girls on the lawn were
looking at him and admiring him, and making up all sorts of fine
stories in their heads about him.
If they had only known what Lucy knew about him they would have made up
a great deal more.
CHAPTER XII.
AN UGLY FALL.
There was a row royal when Pamela got back to Newnham. She told Lucy
that her conduct was disgraceful, and that if it came to the ears of
the Dons she would be 'hauled.'
There had been several girls 'hauled' lately for the same
offence--walking with an undergraduate to the very gate of the college.
Lucy mildly suggested that she was not exactly alone, that Pamela and
her brother were with her, and that she herself, when she came up to
her on the bridge, was walking in the young man's society.
'You forget that Eric was with me,' Pamela replied sharply. 'It makes
all the difference if you have a brother, or any male relative, with
you; but to be walking alone, tearing along at the rate you were,
and talking confidentially--anyone could see that you were talking
confidentially--dozens of girls have been sent down for less than that!'
Lucy wasn't 'hauled,' and she wasn't 'sent down'; but Pamela behaved
like a bear to her for the remainder of the term.
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