Acton's Feud - A Public School Story by Frederick Swainson
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decent pneumatic, but I'm going to let him go his own way."
When, afterwards, they rubbed embrocation into their wearied limbs, the rest agreed with Rogers. "But, yet," said Grim, "I'd like to know about that cartridge too." CHAPTER XVI TODD "FINDS HIMSELF" Todd had found out all the unpainted beauty of public-school life without pocket money, and discovered that existence was just possible. A shilling on your watchchain and a shilling's worth of stamps admit of no luxuries, and Todd, through his impecuniosity, even if he had wished, could not have done anything else but work. Taylor's house was supposed to provide a fairly liberal table, but Gus really did miss his after-dinner cup of coffee at Hooper's, and not many fellows would regard long letters to and from home as being the _summum bonum_ of the week. Yet Todd had come to regard his mamma's letters--four-paged gossip about his sisters, his brothers, the horses, and the dogs--in the light of luxuries. Consequently, with nothing to distract him, Gus really did work. His standing in the Fifth sensibly increased. Merishall did not make elaborate jokes on his Latin, and Corker not once let fall the warning eye-glass preparatory to savaging him for his Greek, formerly called so |
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