There was no attempt to stop the disorder (which had been going on for half an hour) when I arrived.

I had to castigate one of the ringleaders myself--Herapath by name, claiming kinship with you, by the way.

I'm not sure that you ought not to report him to Dr Ponsford." It was all Railsford could do to listen quietly to this speech, drawled out slowly and cuttingly by his rival.

He made a desperate effort to control himself, as he replied-- "Don't you think, Mr Bickers, you might with advantage go and see how your own house is getting on in your absence ?" Mr Bickers smiled.
"Happily, I have responsible prefects.

However, now you are back--and if you are not going out again--I will say good-night." Railsford said "Good-night," and disregarding the proffered hand of his colleague, walked moodily up to his own room.
He may be excused if he was put out and miserable.