A long flannel nightgown lay on the ground between the steaming bath and the bed, and a quantity of water lay about on the floor, in footprints and otherwise.
"May I ask what is the meaning of this disgraceful--" "I'm sorry, sir," said Jack briefly, "but Frank Guiseley's bolted.

I've just found this note." It did not occur to him, as he handed the note to a bare arm, coyly protruded from the tangled bed-clothes, that this very officer of the college was referred to in it as "that ass" and "the little man." ...

All his attention, not occupied with Frank, was fixed on the surprising new discovery that deans had bodies and used real baths like other people.

Somehow that had never occurred to him he had never imagined them except in smooth, black clothes and white linen.

His discovery seemed to make Mr.Mackintosh more human, somehow.
The Dean read the note through as modestly as possible, holding it very close to his nose, as his glasses were unattainable, with an arm of which not more than the wrist appeared.