But the attempt was useless; there were far too many things to think about; and he framed so many speeches to be delivered with convincing force at breakfast to his misguided friend, that by seven o'clock he made up his mind that he would get up, go and take Frank to bathe, and have breakfast with him at half-past eight instead of nine.

He would have longer time, too, for his speeches.

He got out of bed and pulled up his blind, and the sight of the towers of Sidney Sussex College, gilded with sunshine, determined him finally.
When you go to bathe before breakfast at Cambridge you naturally put on as few clothes as possible and do not--even if you do so at other times--say your prayers.

So Jack put on a sweater, trousers, socks, canvas shoes, and a blazer, and went immediately down the oilcloth-covered stairs.

As he undid the door he noticed a white thing lying beneath it, and took it up.