2012年3月18日星期日
and silence reigned
It was interrupted by the reappearance of Psmith, who strolled backalong the passage swinging his dressing-gown cord as if it were someclouded cane.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Comrade Jackson," he said politely. "Dutycalled me elsewhere. With the kindly aid of a guide who knows the lieof the land, I have been making a short tour of the dormitories. Ihave poured divers jugfuls of water over Comrade Spiller's bed,Comrade Robinson's bed, Comrade Stone's--Spiller, Spiller, these areharsh words; where you pick them up I can't think--not from me. Well,well, I suppose there must be an end to the pleasantest of functions.
Good-night, good-night."The door closed behind Mike and himself. For ten minutes shufflingsand whisperings went on in the corridor, but nobody touched thehandle.
Then there was a sound of retreating footsteps, and silence reigned.
On the following morning there was a notice on the house-board. Itran:
INDOOR GAMESDormitory-raiders are informed that in future neitherMr. Psmith nor Mr. Jackson will be at home to visitors.
This nuisance must now cease.
R. PSMITH.
M. JACKSON.
Chapter 36 Adair
On the same morning Mike met Adair for the first time.
He was going across to school with Psmith and Jellicoe, when a groupof three came out of the gate of the house next door.
"That's Adair," said Jellicoe, "in the middle."His voice had assumed a tone almost of awe.
"Who's Adair?" asked Mike.
"Captain of cricket, and lots of other things."Mike could only see the celebrity's back. He had broad shoulders andwiry, light hair, almost white. He walked well, as if he were used torunning. Altogether a fit-looking sort of man. Even Mike's jaundicedeye saw that.
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