Why?
What had happened?
Pamela had never known.
'Well, Arthur heard of it from "my tutor." He and Arthur were at Trinity together.

And Arthur came over from Cambridge and had me out for a walk, and jawed me, jawed "my tutor," jawed the Head, jawed everybody.

Oh, well no good going into the rotten thing,' said Desmond, flushing, 'but Arthur was awfully decent anyway.' Pamela assented mutely.

She did not want to talk about Arthur Chicksands.

There was in her a queer foreboding sense about him.