Mike, all unconscious of the stirring proceedings1 which had been goingon below stairs, was peacefully reading a letter he had received thatmorning from Strachan at Wrykyn, in which the successor to the cricketcaptaincy which should have been Mike's had a good deal to say in alugubrious strain. In Mike's absence things had been going badly withWrykyn. A broken arm, contracted in the course of some rashexperiments with a day-boy's motor-bicycle, had deprived the team ofthe services of Dunstable, the only man who had shown any signs ofbeing able to bowl a side out. Since this calamity2, wrote Strachan,everything had gone wrong. The M.C.C., led by Mike's brother Reggie,the least of the three first-class-cricketing Jacksons, had smashedthem by a hundred and fifty runs. Geddington had wiped them off theface of the earth. The Incogs, with a team recruited exclusively fromthe rabbit-hutch--not a well-known man on the side except Stacey,a veteran who had been playing for the club since Fuller Pilch'stime--had got home by two wickets. In fact, it was Strachan's opinionthat the Wrykyn team that summer was about the most hopeless gang ofdead-beats that had ever made an exhibition of itself on the schoolgrounds. The Ripton match, fortunately, was off, owing to an outbreakof mumps3 at that shrine4 of learning and athletics--the second outbreakof the malady5 in two terms. Which, said Strachan, was hard lines onRipton, but a bit of jolly good luck for Wrykyn, as it had saved themfrom what would probably have been a record hammering, Ripton havingeight of their last year's team left, including Dixon, the fastbowler, against whom Mike alone of the Wrykyn team had been able tomake runs in the previous season. Altogether, Wrykyn had struck a badpatch.
Mike mourned over his suffering school. If only he could have beenthere to help. It might have made all the difference. In schoolcricket one good batsman, to go in first and knock the bowlers6 offtheir length, may take a weak team triumphantly7 through a season. Inschool cricket the importance of a good start for the first wicket isincalculable.
As he put Strachan's letter away in his pocket, all his old bitternessagainst Sedleigh, which had been ebbing8 during the past few days,returned with a rush. He was conscious once more of that feeling ofpersonal injury which had made him hate his new school on the firstday of term.
And it was at this point, when his resentment9 was at its height, thatAdair, the concrete representative of everything Sedleighan, enteredthe room.
There are moments in life's placid10 course when there has got to be thebiggest kind of row. This was one of them.
* * * * *Psmith, who was leaning against the mantelpiece, reading the serialstory in a daily paper which he had abstracted from the senior day-room,made the intruder free of the study with a dignified11 wave of the hand,and went on reading. Mike remained in the deck-chair in which he wassitting, and contented12 himself with glaring at the newcomer.
Psmith was the first to speak.
"If you ask my candid13 opinion," he said, looking up from his paper, "Ishould say that young Lord Antony Trefusis was in the soup already. Iseem to see the _consommé_ splashing about his ankles. He's had anote telling him to be under the oak-tree in the Park at midnight.
He's just off there at the end of this instalment. I bet Long Jack,the poacher, is waiting there with a sandbag. Care to see the paper,Comrade Adair? Or don't you take any interest in contemporaryliterature?""Thanks," said Adair. "I just wanted to speak to Jackson for aminute.""Fate," said Psmith, "has led your footsteps to the right place. Thatis Comrade Jackson, the Pride of the School, sitting before you.""What do you want?" said Mike.
He suspected that Adair had come to ask him once again to play for theschool. The fact that the M.C.C. match was on the following day madethis a probable solution of the reason for his visit. He could thinkof no other errand that was likely to have set the head of Downing'spaying afternoon calls.
"I'll tell you in a minute. It won't take long.""That," said Psmith approvingly, "is right. Speed is the key-note ofthe present age. Promptitude. Despatch14. This is no time for loitering.
We must be strenuous15. We must hustle16. We must Do It Now. We----""Buck up," said Mike.
"Certainly," said Adair. "I've just been talking to Stone andRobinson.""An excellent way of passing an idle half-hour," said Psmith.
"We weren't exactly idle," said Adair grimly. "It didn't last long,but it was pretty lively while it did. Stone chucked it after thefirst round."Mike got up out of his chair. He could not quite follow what all thiswas about, but there was no mistaking the truculence17 of Adair'smanner. For some reason, which might possibly be made dear later,Adair was looking for trouble, and Mike in his present mood felt thatit would be a privilege to see that he got it.
Psmith was regarding Adair through his eyeglass with pain andsurprise.
"Surely," he said, "you do not mean us to understand that you havebeen _brawling_ with Comrade Stone! This is bad hearing. Ithought that you and he were like brothers. Such a bad example forComrade Robinson, too. Leave us, Adair. We would brood. Oh, go thee,knave, I'll none of thee. Shakespeare."Psmith turned away, and resting his elbows on the mantelpiece, gazedat himself mournfully in the looking-glass.
"I'm not the man I was," he sighed, after a prolonged inspection18.
"There are lines on my face, dark circles beneath my eyes. The fiercerush of life at Sedleigh is wasting me away.""Stone and I had a discussion about early-morning fielding-practice,"said Adair, turning to Mike.
Mike said nothing.
"I thought his fielding wanted working up a bit, so I told him to turnout at six to-morrow morning. He said he wouldn't, so we argued itout. He's going to all right. So is Robinson."Mike remained silent.
"So are you," added Adair.
"I get thinner and thinner," said Psmith from the mantelpiece.
Mike looked at Adair, and Adair looked at Mike, after the manner oftwo dogs before they fly at one another. There was an electric silencein the study. Psmith peered with increased earnestness into the glass.
"Oh?" said Mike at last. "What makes you think that?""I don't think. I know.""Any special reason for my turning out?""Yes.""What's that?""You're going to play for the school against the M.C.C. to-morrow, andI want you to get some practice.""I wonder how you got that idea!""Curious I should have done, isn't it?""Very. You aren't building on it much, are you?" said Mike politely.
"I am, rather," replied Adair with equal courtesy.
"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed.""I don't think so.""My eyes," said Psmith regretfully, "are a bit close together.
However," he added philosophically19, "it's too late to alter that now."Mike drew a step closer to Adair.
"What makes you think I shall play against the M.C.C.?" he askedcuriously.
"I'm going to make you."Mike took another step forward. Adair moved to meet him.
"Would you care to try now?" said Mike.
For just one second the two drew themselves together preparatory tobeginning the serious business of the interview, and in that secondPsmith, turning from the glass, stepped between them.
"Get out of the light, Smith," said Mike.
Psmith waved him back with a deprecating gesture.
"My dear young friends," he said placidly20, "if you _will_ letyour angry passions rise, against the direct advice of Doctor Watts,I suppose you must, But when you propose to claw each other in mystudy, in the midst of a hundred fragile and priceless ornaments21, Ilodge a protest. If you really feel that you want to scrap22, forgoodness sake do it where there's some room. I don't want all thestudy furniture smashed. I know a bank whereon the wild thyme grows,only a few yards down the road, where you can scrap all night if youwant to. How would it be to move on there? Any objections? None? Thenshift ho! and let's get it over."
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