Tempest flushed and glanced up at the head master.
"No, sir, I have not," he said.
The doctor was a chivalrous man, and did not try to rub in a sore.
Tempest had made a damaging admission against himself, and might be left alone to his own sense of discomfort.
Unluckily, however, Mr Jarman stood by, and the matter could hardly be allowed to drop.
"As regards the incident last night," said the doctor, "you know quite well, all of you, that no boy, even the head of his house, has the right to set his authority against that of a master.

Your conduct was an insult to him, and requires an apology.

These small boys may have considered they were not doing wrong in obeying you.

Tempest, but you can plead no such ignorance.

I expect you to apologise to Mr Jarman." A struggle evidently passed through Tempest's mind.