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CHAPTER VIII

Isn't it rather a mistake to mess with boys younger than yourself, Denis ? "
" I don't know, father. Besides, they aren't much younger than I am."
" Lady Periton remembered meeting me at the Flemings's, Hubert," said Mrs. Bailey. " She was saying how very difterent the midlands are nowadays. The hunting has been quite spoilt by people from London."
" Yes, but I wish you wouldn't interrupt me, Mary. I'm trying to find out exactly what Denis has been doing. So far, I've learnt that he has been wrongfully caned for doing something I do not understand."
" Tanned," muttered Denis, catching Joan's eye.
" Is Mr. Wren satisfied with you ? " said his father.
" Yes, I think so. At least, we went sketching together last week. Would you like to see it, mother ?"
" Yes, show me ; and show your father the sketch you won the Holiday Prize with. We were very glad to hear you'd won it, weren't we, Hubert ?"
" You make it very difficult for me to ask Denis anything, Mary. If you will ... but let's see the drawing. I'm glad you got a prize for something."
Denis was a long time by the burry. He opened and shut the same drawer several times. Then he brought out his sketches. " I say, you're not eating anything, father. Nor are you, Joan. Shall we have the strawberries now ?"
" I simply couldn't. Oh, I suppose I can," said Joan, whose stomach had ceased to protest.
" Thanks, Denis, thanks. That's enough." Mr. Bailey put on his glasses and surveyed the sketches. Joan chattered lightly of the day. Mr. Bailey ate his strawberries reluctantly, dipping them in the cream and afterwards in a neat pile of sugar. He seemed almost angry that he must put them in his mouth.
" Do have some more, father ; you've had none."
" No, thanks, I've done very well, thank you." Mr. Bailey wiped his mouth and sat back in his chair. Denis pressed strawberries on his mother and Joan. He raked in his mind

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