Wood was heard without, angrily demanding admittance. ‘Nothing would do for her but to come here,’ grumbled Hilary, wiping his heated brow with a pocket handkerchief dragged from his immaculate white uniform breeches. Water sprung from the corners of the school roof, turning it into a gigantic fountain. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over.
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