out of the game altogether

"Quite right," said Psmith; "this is not Comrade Jellicoe's scene atall; he has got to spend the term in the senior day-room, whereas wehave our little wooden _chalet_ to retire to in times of stress. 　　Comrade Jellicoe must stand out of the game altogether. We shall beglad of his moral support, but otherwise, _ne pas_. And now, asthere won't be anything doing till bedtime, I think I'll collar thistable and write home and tell my people that all is well with theirRupert." Chapter 35 Unpleasantness In The Small Hours Jellicoe, that human encyclopaedia, consulted on the probablemovements of the enemy, deposed that Spiller, retiring at ten, wouldmake for Dormitory One in the same passage, where Robinson also had abed. The rest of the opposing forces were distributed among other andmore distant rooms. It was probable, therefore, that Dormitory Onewould be the rendezvous. As to the time when an attack might beexpected, it was unlikely that it would occur before half-past eleven. 　　Mr. Outwood went the round of the dormitories at eleven. 　　"And touching," said Psmith, "the matter of noise, must this businessbe conducted in a subdued and _sotto voce_ manner, or may we letourselves go a bit here and there?""I shouldn't think old Outwood's likely to hear you--he sleeps milesaway on the other side of the house. He never hears anything. We oftenrag half the night and nothing happens."This appears to be a thoroughly nice, well-conducted establishment. 　　What would my mother say if she could see her Rupert in the midst ofthese reckless youths!""All the better," said Mike; "we don't want anybody butting in andstopping the show before it's half started.""Comrade Jackson's Berserk blood is up--I can hear it sizzling. Iquite agree these things are all very disturbing and painful, but it'sas well to do them thoroughly when one's once in for them. Is therenobody else who might interfere with our gambols?""Barnes might," said Jellicoe, "only he won't.""Who is Barnes?""Head of the house--a rotter. He's in a funk of Stone and Robinson;they rag him; he'll simply sit tight.""Then I think," said Psmith placidly, "we may look forward to a verypleasant evening. Shall we be moving?"Mr. Outwood paid his visit at eleven, as predicted by Jellicoe,beaming vaguely into the darkness over a candle, and disappearedagain, closing the door.