Then he and Meyrick rushed up to the racket courts in the Parks for an hour's hard exercise, after which, in the highest physical spirits, a splendid figure in his white flannels, with the dark blue cap and sash of the Harrow Eleven--( he had quarrelled with the captain of the Varsity Eleven very early in his Oxford career, and by an heroic sacrifice to what he conceived to be his dignity had refused to let himself be tried for it)--he went off to meet his mother and sister at the railway station.
It was, of course, extremely inconsiderate of his mother to be coming at all in these critical weeks before the schools.

She ought to have kept away.

And yet he would be very glad to see her--and Nelly.

He was fond of his home people, and they of him.

They were his belongings--and they were Fallodens.