What did he want there?
Hadn't he done them harm enough?
Who asked him to come?
Why wasn't he making his own fellows miserable instead of coming here and spoiling their fun?
Mr Bickers, after looking round him, and taking in the scene generally, walked up to the ladies' stand.

Fellows dropped back sullenly to make room for him, although one or two pretended not to notice him and continued to stand and shout "Bateson!" "Jukes," until he pushed them aside.
"Good-morning, Miss Violet," said he, lifting his hat.

"I did not expect to see you here." "Didn't you, Mr Bickers?
I'm going to see all the events.

They have just run the first race, and Bateson and Jukes have both beaten the boy in your house who won last week.

Haven't you a programme?
Mr Railsford will give you one." "Thank you.