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Roland Whately. Alec Waugh
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isbn 4064066136871
Автор произведения Alec Waugh
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Alec Waugh
Roland Whately
A Novel
Published by Good Press, 2019
EAN 4064066136871
Table of Contents
CHAPTER V A POTENTIAL DIPLOMAT
CHAPTER VI APRIL’S LOOKING-GLASS
CHAPTER VIII A FORTUNATE MEETING
CHAPTER XI THE ROMANCE OF VARNISH
CHAPTER XII MARSTON AND MARSTON
CHAPTER XIX THE LONELY UNICORN
CHAPTER XX THERE’S ROSEMARY....
CHAPTER XXI THE SHEDDING OF THE CHRYSALIS
CHAPTER XXII AN END AND A BEGINNING
PART I
THE OPENING ROUND
CHAPTER I
TWO HAPHAZARDS
IT began, I suppose, on a certain September afternoon, when Roland Whately traveled back to school by the three-thirty train from Waterloo. There were two afternoon trains to Fernhurst: one left London at three-thirty and arrived at a quarter to six; the other left at four-eighteen, stopped at every station between Basingstoke and Salisbury, waited twenty-five minutes at Templecombe for a connection, and finally reached Fernhurst at eight-twenty-three. It is needless to state that by far the greater part of the school traveled down by the four-eighteen—who for the sake of a fast train and a comfortable journey would surrender forty-eight minutes of his holidays?—and usually, of course, Roland accompanied the many.
This term, however, the advantages of the fast train were considerable. He was particularly anxious to have the corner bed in his dormitory. There was a bracket above it where he could place a candle, by the light of which he would be able to learn his rep. after “lights out.” If he were not there first someone else would be sure to collar it. And then there was the new study at the end of the passage; he wanted to get fresh curtains and probably a gas mantle: when once the school was back it was impossible, for at least a week, to persuade Charlie, the school custos, to attend to an odd job like that. And so he traveled back by a train that contained, of the three hundred boys who were on the Fernhurst roll, only a dozen fags and three timid Sixth-Formers who had distrusted the animal spirits of certain powerful and irreverent Fifth-Formers. On the first day, as on the last, privilege counts for little, and it is unpleasant to pass four hours under the seat of a dusty railway carriage.
It was the first time that Roland had been able to spend the first evening of a term in complete leisure. He walked quietly up to the house, went down to the matron’s room and consulted the study and dormitory lists. He found that he was on the Sixth-Form table, had been given the study for which he had applied, and was in the right dormitory. He bagged the bed he wanted, and took his health certificate round to the Chief’s study.
“Ah, Whately, this is very early. Had a good holiday?”
“Yes, thank you, sir.”
“Feeling ready for football? They tell me you’ve an excellent chance of getting into the XV.?”
“I hope so, sir.”
He went over to the studies and inspected the gas fittings. Yes, he would certainly need a new mantle, and he must try to see if Charlie couldn’t fit him up with a new curtain. After a brief deliberation Charles decided that he could; a half crown changed hands, and as Roland strolled back from the lodge the Abbey clock struck half-past six. Over two hours to prayers. He had done all his jobs, and there didn’t seem to be a soul in the place. He began to wonder whether, after all, it had been worth his while to catch that early train: it had been a dull journey, two hours in the company of three frightened fags, outhouse fellows whom he didn’t know, and who had huddled away in a corner of the carriage and talked in whispers. If, on the other hand, he had waited for the four-eighteen he would at that moment be sitting with five or six first-class fellows, talking of last year’s rags, of the new prefects, and the probable composition of the XV. He would be much happier there. And as for the dormitory and study,