"What--at Garside School?" asked the boy eagerly.
Paul nodded.
"Hurrah!--hurrah!" cried Harry. "I'm going to Garside next term. I've
left Gaffer Quelch's, thank goodness!"--Gaffer Quelch's was a college
for juvenile scholars in the neighbourhood--"and I'm going to see life
at Garside."
Paul could not help smiling at the boy's idea of "seeing life," and the
high and exalted notion he seemed to have of Garside.
"Do you know young Plunger? He used to be my chum at Quelch's, but he
left there a term ago, and went to Garside. That's another reason I'm
going there. Things are awfully slow at Quelch's since Plunger left He's
a big pot at Garside, isn't he?"
"Very," answered Paul drily.
Paul knew young Plunger well enough. He was in one of the junior Forms.
Though he had been at Garside only a term, he had almost succeeded in
creating a record for the number of scrapes into which he had got during
that short period.
"Cousin Stan being so high up in the school, I don't want to let him
down, you know, by making any mistakes when I get to Garside," Harry
rattled on. "I want to do things in correct form, you see; for if I let
myself down, I let Stan down. So I asked Plunger the right thing to do
on going to Garside. Plunger's an awfully good sort of fellow, so he
took the trouble to write down for me what ought to be done; but I
wasn't to show it to any one here, for some of the things are school
secrets, he tells me."
Connie had discreetly withdrawn from the room, leaving Paul and her
brother together. The latter, however, glanced round to make sure they
were quite alone before he drew from his pocket the mysterious document
which Plunger had written for his instruction on entering Garside
School.
"1. Trousers to be turned up at bottom three inches.
"2. Spats on boots (patents).
"3. White waistcoat. Eton jacket.
"4. Introduce yourself to Bax, the porter, by giving him two slaps on
the back and a dig with right-hand forefinger in ribs. Give him
following particulars: Age and weight. Whether vaccinated--show marks.
Give also measurement of biceps and chest.
"5. On seeing Mrs. Trounce (matron) go down on right knee, and present
her with your portrait (for school album). Write on bottom of card, in
clear handwriting, 'With love and kind regards.'
"6. Two shillings to be left at Billiter's for 'footing,' etc."
Paul could scarcely refrain from smiling at the code of rules which the
audacious Plunger ha
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