CHAPTER NINE.
ACQUAINTANCES, HIGH AND LOW.
I was at first too much concerned in my important culinary occupations to bestow much attention on the company.

It was only when the eggs were boiled and the teapot filled that I had leisure to make a few observations.
The host, Pridgin, my new master, was not a very formidable sort of person at first blush.

True he was in the Eleven and a fine all-round athlete.

True he was fairly well up in the Sixth, and one of the boys Low Heath was proud of.

These things did not strike one in beholding him.