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CHAPTER XXII

Her arms were folded and she looked at her lap. Mr. Bailey stationed himself before the fireplace. " Sit down, Denis," he said. Denis sat. down. He felt cold again now.
" I can't say I'm altogether surprised at what I read in the papers this morning, or rather did not read," said his father. He filled his pipe and put it on the mantelpiece. " I have tried time after time to extract from you, Denis, some opinion of your work at Eton, and have, I must confess, failed. You are a difficult chap, aren't you ? You make it hard to talk to you or help you in any way. You don't like advice, do you ?"
" Must you, Hubert ?" said Mrs. Bailey.
" Let me talk, if you don't mind, Mary."
Getting no answer, Mr. Bailey went on talking. Denis sat back in his armchair and tried to close his ears. One of the springs in the seat of the chair was broken, he thought.
" I have spoken to Mr. Wren on more than one occasion," said his father, " and for some reason Mr. Wren is also unable to give me a coherent picture of your work. His letters are neither pessimistic nor reassuring. They tell me next to nothing. I am left to judge purely by results, and they are scarcely satisfactory, you will admit." Mr. Bailey smiled and lit his pipe.
Denis tightened his lips and said nothing.
" I have been discussing the matter with your mother this afternoon." Mrs. Bailey looked at her toes. " I never imagined that I should have to discuss such a subject. I had hoped ... but you have shown me that hoping where you are concerned is an unprofitable occupation." Mr. Bailey lit his pipe. " And now we come to the point. I have, as I say, discussed the matter with your mother, and she agrees with me. Entirely." Mrs. Bailey nodded her head ever so slightly. Mr. Bailey changed his tone. He spoke casually, as if the whole thing was boring and quite trivial. " By the way, I suppose you want to go to Cambridge, Denis ? I quite forgot to ask you."
" Yes, father, of course."
" I rather thought you did. Yes, I thought so." Now he

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