Peter was at home for a day before returning to Oxford1. Hamingburgh seemed to have grown very small and quiet. He felt in coming back a loss of energy. In London he had seemed at the heart of a hundred questions. He had watched the London crowds with intimacy2. They were very real. He lost this reality in the quiet streets of Hamingburgh. Life ceased to ask urgently for an explanation.
He noted3 on his way from the station that people were moving into Miranda's empty house. But it hardly seemed to matter.
Peter enjoyed one happy evening with his mother, and left for Oxford.
But Oxford had disappeared. Where was the beautiful city—offering illimitable knowledge, sure wisdom, lovely authority? Peter had come into touch with life. He had craved4 to find order and beauty in the pageant5 of London. Now, in the stones of Oxford, he saw only the frozen ideas of a vanished age—serene accomplishment6 whose finality exasperated7 him. He looked from his window across the shaven green of a perfect lawn to the chapel8 tower. The hour chiming in quarters from a dozen bells marked off yet another small distance between Oxford and the living day.[Pg 97] His disillusion9 of the previous term was now openly confessed and examined.
Peter was not alone. Gamaliel drew to itself some excellent brain. It was celebrated10 for young men prematurely11 wise—young men who had learned everything at twenty-two, and never afterwards added to their store. Peter became a leading character in the intellectual set. They jested in good Greek, filling their heads with knowledge they affected12 to despise, taking in vain the theories of their masters, merrily playing with their grand-sires' bones of learning. They snorted with delight at the efforts of their chief clerical instructor13 to evade14 the Rabelaisian Obscenities of Aristophanes or a too curious inquiry15 into certain social habits of old Greece. They reduced Hegel to half-sheets of paper, suggested profanely16 various readings for Petronius, speculated without reverence17 on the darker habits of mankind from Aristotle to the Junior Prior. But in all this horseplay of minds young and keen was a strain of contemptuous fatigue18. Gamaliel, out of its clever youngsters, bred civil servants, politicians, or university professors. Intellectual pedantry19 waited for those whom Gamaliel intellectually satisfied. Intellectual cynicism—the cynicism of a firm belief that nothing is important or new—waited for those who played the game of scholarship with humour enough to find it barren.
Peter, therefore, was not alone in his reaction against the formal discipline of the College, but he[Pg 98] was alone in the obstinate20 ardour of his youth. He had just discovered that life was absorbing. Though he sat far into many nights in scholarly gymnastics with his friends, he came away to watch the grey light creeping into a world he keenly wanted to understand. He jested only with his brain, driven to the game by physical energy and friendly emulation21. He was never really touched by the cynicism and horse laughter of his set. He often left these meetings in a sudden access of desolation.
Peter's directors began sadly to shake their heads. They knew the symptoms—knew he was already marked for failure. The Warden22 gravely reasoned with him.
"Mr. Paragon23," he said, handing Peter his papers for the term, "these are second class."
Peter was mortified24. His intellectual comrades mocked, but they also satisfied, their masters. Peter was of another fibre. He could do nothing without his entire heart. Various readings in Horace no longer fired him. The kick had gone out of his work. His brain was elsewhere.
He took the papers in silence. He could not understand his failure. Hitherto satisfying the examiners had been for Peter a matter of course.
"You have neglected your reading?" the Warden suggested, as Peter turned silently away.
"No, sir."
"Won't you take us a little more seriously?"
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"I cannot be interested," Peter shot out impulsively25.
"Is this wise?" the Warden gravely inquired. "We expect you to do well."
"I will try, sir."
Peter was sad, but not sullen26.
"You owe it to the College," said the Warden, drily incisive27. Then he added: "Why must you go so quickly, Mr. Paragon? You are not yet ready for things outside."
Peter was suddenly grateful. He was, at any rate, understood.
"I will try with my whole soul," he ardently28 exclaimed.
"Meanwhile," the Warden concluded with a smile, "notes on gobbets need not be written in the manner of La Rochefoucauld. There isn't time."
Peter, passing into the quadrangle, met Dundoon. He was in riding breeches. He lived in riding breeches, till they became for Peter a symbol of well-born inanity29. Moreover, he was freely indulging his principal pleasure—namely, he was vigorously cracking a riding-whip, making the walls ring with snap after snap.
"Hullo," he said as Peter passed within careful distance.
"Idiot," muttered Peter between his teeth.
"Freshly roasted by the Wuggins—What?"
"Dundoon, you're a damned nuisance. Put it away."
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"It's most important, Peter Pagger. It's most devilish important. M.F.H.—What?"
Dundoon cracked his whip rather more successfully than usual. The snap tingled30 in Peter's brain. In a fit of temper he sprang at Dundoon, and wrenched31 the whip from his hand.
Dundoon looked at Peter's gleaming eyes as though he had seen the devil.
"What's this? In the name of Hell what is it?" he said at last.
"I'm sorry," said Peter with withering32 humility33. "Here is your whip."
He handed it back to Dundoon, who took it cautiously. Peter moved away. But Dundoon arrested him.
"Peter Pagger," he said thoughtfully, "do I understand that you've been rude to me?"
"As you please."
"Because you'll be ragged34, that's all. You'll be jolly well ragged."
The party of Dundoon was strolling up, and was invited to hear the news.
"Here, you fellows. Peter Pagger has been very rude to me. What shall we do to him? Peter Pagger has been roasted by the Wuggins for his naughty life in London. Third stocking from the right—What?"
Peter strode off boiling with anger.
Dundoon belonged to a set which derived35 principally from a famous English school. It was a set traditionally opposed to the intellectuals;[Pg 101] indeed these two principal sets fed fat an ancient grudge36. College humour mainly consisted at this time in the invention of scandalous histories by members of one set concerning members of the other. Needless to say the Paggers far excelled the Dundoons in the pith of their libels, so that the Dundoons had often to assert their supremacy37 in other ways. Upon one cold winter night, for example, the Paggers, one and all, retiring to rest had missed a necessary vessel38. Thick snow covered the garden quadrangle, of which the Dundoons had built an immense mound39 upon the lawn. After three days a thaw40 set vigorously in, and the Junior Prior, looking from his window in the dawn, was shocked by an unutterable stack of College china mocking the doubtful virginity of the snow. The enterprises of the Dundoons were not subtle.
The Junior Prior was not at this time happy. Quite recently he had himself been one of the Dundoons. He was a young professor of mathematics; and, because he was also an astronomer41, they called him Peepy. He was brilliant on paper, but an admitted failure in dealing42 with the men. His discipline was openly flouted43.
Peter, who naturally did not know that the Junior Prior was an error of judgment44, confessed by the authorities, regarded him, unfairly to Gamaliel, as typical of the place. He derided45 in him a wholly ineffectual and pedantic46 person whose dignity at Gamaliel reduced life to absurdity47.[Pg 102] Peter was barely civil to the Junior Prior. It was characteristic of the Junior Prior that he tactlessly favoured the Dundoons. They used his pet name, and paraded with him linked in familiar conversation. Naturally, when his discipline fell upon men outside the set he favoured, it was bitterly resented. It was remembered, a fact unknown to the Fellows, that in the term before Peter came to Gamaliel the Junior Prior had been pushed downstairs by a robust49 man from the Colonies who, though he happened to be reading theology, was old enough to be the father of the Junior Prior, and had, it was believed, actually killed people somewhere in Mexico.
The incident between Peter and Dundoon naturally splashed rather rudely into these College politics. Clearly it needed very little to raise a scandal. One of the Dundoons talked with Peter in the boat that afternoon, telling him that vengeance50 was intended, but Peter was wearily contemptuous.
In the evening he sat peacefully at his window. To-day they had paddled far, passing through the locks to lower reaches of the river. Peter was tired and contemplative, his brain still rocking with the boat and filled with desolate51 echoes of shouting over lonely water.
Big Tom was belling his hundred-and-one. The lawn was deserted52 and very quiet. Peter could recover distantly the rhythm of the town band. He remembered the night of his first [Pg 103]introduction to the dons of Gamaliel—the infinite promise that once had sounded in the Oxford bells.
A riotous53 party broke into the far corner. Peter was not long in doubt as to who they were. Dundoon was cracking his whip.
Peter sat still as they came irregularly towards him.
"Peter Pagger," said Dundoon, not quite certain of his syllables54, "we have come to rag you. Have you any objections?"
He stood below on the grass. He had been drinking and was very serious.
"None at all," said Peter indifferently. He looked down, as it were, on a group of animals.
"He hasn't any objections," said Dundoon confidentially55 to his supporters.
"Listen to me," he continued, addressing the open window. "This is most important. You've been very rude to me. What are you going to do about it?"
"I'm sitting here," said Peter.
He heard them blundering up the wooden staircase. He might have sported a strong oak, locking them out until his friends had come together. But it hardly seemed worth while.
He leaned upright by the open window, his hands in his pockets, as the Dundoons playfully rearranged the furniture. The etiquette56 on an occasion like this was simple. He must not make himself ridiculous by taking too seriously the frolic of men not entirely57 sober. Neither must he allow[Pg 104] himself to be insulted. Peter looked carelessly on, very calm but alert to decide when the joke had gone as far as the decorum of Gamaliel allowed.
One of the Dundoons was arranging Peter's coal neatly58 upon the mantelpiece. Another was turning his pictures to the wall. His tablecloth59 and hearthrug were transposed. His wardrobe was assorted60 into heaps upon the floor and labelled for a sale by auction61.
Suddenly Peter saw that Dundoon was about to empty a water-jug62 into the bed. Peter passed swiftly towards him.
"I don't think we'll do that," he said. "It would be nasty."
"You've been very rude to me," said Dundoon, dangerously tilting63 the jug.
Peter grasped him firmly by the arm and took the jug away. He put it back into the corner.
Dundoon looked at Peter for a moment in drunken meditation64. Then he put his hand on Peter's shoulder.
"Peter Pagger," he said, "this is most important. Sorry to say—absolutely necessary to cleanse65 and purify unwholesome bed." And he walked to the corner.
Peter followed him.
"Dundoon," he said sharply.
Dundoon turned and found Peter at his elbow. Peter shook his fist under the nose of Dundoon.
"Pick up that water-jug and I'll punch your damned head."
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"Here, you fellows," shouted Dundoon. "Come and hear what Peter Pagger is saying. He's been very rude to me."
The Dundoons crowded into the little bedroom, and someone called: "Take away his trousers!"
Peter stood back. There was an uproar66 and a movement towards him.
"Mind yourselves," he shouted. "I'm going to fight."
There was a knock at the bedroom door, and silence fell suddenly.
"Come in," called Peter, not without relief.
The Junior Prior stood in the doorway67. He had heard an uproar in Peter's rooms, and he did not immediately see the company.
"Mr. Paragon," he said with the dignity of a sergeant68, "what's all this noise?"
He had got as far as this when Dundoon suddenly put a fond arm around his neck.
"It's all right, Peepy," he said. "Peter Pagger's been very rude to me."
The Junior Prior changed colour, and Peter enjoyed his confusion. The Junior Prior's attempt at discipline collapsed69. He had come to assert his authority over a mere70 member of the college, but he had fallen among friends.
"Don't you think this has gone far enough?" He almost pleaded with Dundoon.
"Peter Pagger's been very rude to me."
"Yes. But I think you ought to come away."
"But, Peepy, this is most important."
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One of the Dundoons, more alive to the position than the rest, hastily pushed his leader from the room. Already the other men had discreetly71 vanished.
"What are you doing?" Dundoon protested.
"Come out of it, you fool," whispered the man of tact48. "Don't you see you're making it awkward for Peepy?"
"Awkward for Peepy?" said Dundoon very audibly. "Why is it awkward for Peepy?"
The Junior Prior went scarlet72 under Peter's dancing eyes.
"Your room seems to have suffered," he dimly smiled. "I must look to Dundoon," and he dived hastily into the passage. Peter heard a sharp scuffle. He saw, in his mind's eye, the embarrassed man of authority forcing his tactless crony from sight and hearing. He flung up his hands in glee.
The story did not lose in Peter's telling. Peter improved his description as the days went by. "Awkward for Peepy," passed into the language.
The Paggers, one and all, decided73 that it would be extremely awkward for Peepy if, after collapsing74 before Dundoon, he should ever again actively75 interfere76 with themselves.
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