Meanwhile, to make sure of his coming, he sent him a message by Cusack to tell him to be sure and turn up.
Cusack, little suspecting the importance of this simple message, delivered it glibly, and being of course brimful of the excitement of the hour, he remained a little to regale Wyndham with a history of the afternoon's events.
"Oh, I say," said he, "you weren't at Parliament this afternoon.

There was no end of a shine on." "Was there ?" asked Wyndham.
"Rather.

What do you think, those young Parrett's cads came down in a body and kicked up the biggest row you ever saw--said they were a club, and made no end of beasts of themselves, and got kicked out at last, and serve them right too." "They're always fooling about at something," said Wyndham.
"That they are.

They want a good taking down, and we mean to do it next week in the junior house match." "Ah," said Wyndham, who amid all his recent troubles could never forget that he was a second-eleven man.

"Ah, I heard the juniors' match was to come off.