Yet this was what had come of them.

He was friends, under the rose, that is to say, over the counter, with Horace Jewdwine of Lazarus College, Oxford.

Jewdwine had proposed him on his own merits, somebody else had seconded him (he supposed) on Jewdwine's, and between them they had smuggled him in.

This would be his first appearance as a Junior Journalist.

And he might well feel a little diffident about it; for, though some of the members knew him, he could not honestly say he knew any of them, except Rankin (of _The Planet_) who possibly mightn't, and Jewdwine who certainly wouldn't, be there.