Blood Royal: A Novel. Allen Grant
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Название: Blood Royal: A Novel
Автор: Allen Grant
Издательство: Public Domain
Жанр: Зарубежная классика
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CHAPTER V. GOOD SOCIETY
Dick knew nothing of Oxford, and would hardly even have guessed where in the town to locate himself while the examination was going on, had not his old head-master at Chiddingwick Grammar School supplied him with the address of a small hotel, much frequented by studious and economical young men on similar errands. Hither, then, he repaired, Gladstone bag in hand, and engaged a modest second-floor room; after which, with much trepidation, he sallied forth at once in his best black suit to call in due form on the Reverend the Dean at Durham College.
By the door of the Saracen’s Head, which was the old-fashioned name of his old-fashioned hostelry, two young men – mere overgrown schoolboys of the Oxford pattern – lounged, chatting and chaffing together, as if bent on some small matter of insignificant importance. Each swung a light cane, and each looked and talked as if the town were his freehold. One was a fellow in a loose gray tweed suit and a broad-brimmed slouch-hat of affectedly large and poetical pretensions; the other was a faster-looking and bolder young person, yet more quietly clad in a black cut-away coat and a billycock hat, to which commonplace afternoon costume of the English gentleman he nevertheless managed to give a touch of distinctly rowdy and rapid character.
As Dick passed them on the steps to go forth into the street, the young man in black observed oracularly: ‘Lamb ten to the slaughter to which his companion answered with brisk good-humour in the self-same dialect: ‘Lamb ten it is; these meadows pullulate; we shall have a full field of them.’
By a burst of inspiration Dick somehow gathered that they were referring to the field for the Durham Scholarships, and that they knew of ten candidates at least in the place who were also going in for them. He didn’t much care for the looks of his two fellow-competitors, for such he judged them to be; but the mere natural loneliness of a sensitive young man in such strange conditions somehow’ prompted him, almost against his will, to accost them.
‘I beg your pardon,’ he said timidly, in a rather soft voice, ‘but I – that is to say – could you either of you tell me which is the nearest way to Durham College?’
The lad in the gray tweed suit laughed, and surveyed him from head to foot with a somewhat supercilious glance as he answered with a curious self-assertive swagger: ‘You’re going to call on the Dean, I suppose. Well, so are we. Durham it is. If you want to know the way, you can come along with us.’
Companionship in misery is dear to the unsophisticated human soul; and Richard, in spite of all his father’s lessons in deportment, shrank so profoundly from this initial ordeal of the introductory visit that he was really grateful to the supercilious youth in the broad-brimmed hat for his condescending offer. Though, to be sure, if it came to that, nobody in England had a right to be either supercilious or condescending to a scion of the Plantagenets.
‘Thank you,’ he said, a little nervously. ‘This is my first visit to Oxford, and I don’t know my way about. But I suppose you’re not in for the Scholarship yourself?’ And he gazed half unconsciously at his new acquaintance’s gray tweed suit and big sombrero, which were certainly somewhat noisy for a formal visit.
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