And his cup
was full when in another moment his master turned to him with another
warm shake of the hand, and, seemingly oblivious of all the late scrapes
which he had been getting into, said, "Ah, Brown, you here! I hope you
left your father and all well at home?"
"Yes, sir, quite well."
"And this is the little fellow who is to share your study. Well, he
doesn't look as we should like to see him. He wants some Rugby air, and
cricket. And you must take him some good long walks, to Bilton Grange,
and Caldecott's Spinney, and show him what a little pretty country we
have about here."
Tom wondered if the Doctor knew that his visits to Bilton Grange
were for the purpose of taking rooks' nests (a proceeding strongly
discountenanced by the owner thereof), and those to Caldecott's Spinney
were prompted chiefly by the conveniences for setting night-lines. What
didn't the Doctor know? And what a noble use he always made of it! He
almost resolved to abjure rook-pies and night-lines for ever. The tea
went merrily off, the Doctor now talking of holiday doings, and then of
the prospects of the half-year--what chance there was for the Balliol
scholarship, whether the eleven would be a good one. Everybody was at
his ease, and everybody felt that he, young as he might be, was of some
use in the little School world, and had a work to do there.
Soon after tea the Doctor went off to his study, and the young boys a
few minutes afterwards took their leave and went out of the private door
which led from the Doctor's house into the middle passage.
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