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CHAPTER IV

their work, and, apart from his theories, he let them develop on their own lines, building on the best in their separate ways of seeing nature. Shadows had to be painted violet, and trees were never really green. Otherwise, boys could interpret as they wished. Denis looked forward to his drawing lessons more than any other hour at Eton, and Llewellyn was a friend far more than a master. He was not really like a master at all. He had never had a house of his own and he never went to Chambers, where the masters talked business every morning. Though his forefathers had come from Wales, he was perfectly straightforward. He treated boys as men and the boys liked him. They liked him rather more than the masters did.
Llewellyn was arranging sketches in a lumber room, which went by the name of studio. " Hullo, sir," said Denis.
" Ah !" Llewellyn dropped a canvas of a bearded yokel. " Glad you came in. Got some good news for you. Privately. Holiday prize. A very solid piece of composition. Congratulations."
" I say, really, sir ? " Denis's eyes lit up. He had never imagined that his water-colour of Speenmouth Steps at low tide had a chance of winning the Holiday Sketch Prize. The sketch was slender, but the first wash had gone right,, and he had left it. So often he tried to work on his sketches and spoilt the first effect. How pleased his mother would be. She was always urging him to paint more. Artists were well off at Eton, as they were allowed to submit one sketch, while the rest of the school sweated away during the holidays at Thackeray or Scott, and did a paper on the set book at the beginning of the half. Holiday tasks were intended to stimulate a taste for literature. But boys, who were fond of books, would probably read the set works in any case. The remainder skimmed through their holiday task in the train and, in future, shied at anything heavier than Edgar Wallace.
Llewellyn was delighted at Denis's success and insisted on him staying to tea in his garden. He very nearly made him

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