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spoke like himself again. " But, as I told you before, your only chance of getting to Cambridge is to win a scholarship. So far you have failed once. In the summer you have another chance. I can see very little good that you are doing at Eton. You appear to learn nothing. You do not appear even to be fond of games. In the next six months a good crammer's, whether you want to work or not, could make you safe for the scholarship examination. I have written this afternoon to Mr. Wren and told him that you will not be coming back next term." For the third time Mr. Bailey lit his pipe, put his hands in his pockets, blew out a cloud of smoke, and looked at the ceiling. " Anything to say, old chap ? "
" Half, not term, father," Denis murmured. He was dazed. Before he could answer he must form pictures of everything that was involved. A picture began to form. " No, nothing, father," lie said. " If you don't mind, I think I'll go now." He stood for a moment at the door. His mother looked at the carpet before her. His father stared at the ceiling. " May I go, please, father ?"
" By all means." Denis went downstairs. His right hand gripped an envelope in his pocket. He went into the inner hall, shut the door, and sat down at the writing -table. He took out a sheet of notepaper and wrote,

" DEAR LADY PERITON,-Thank you very much indeed for your kind invitation to stay on January 7th. I am very sorry, but I shall not be able to come after all, as I am staying here these holidays. It was very kind of you to ask me.
" Yours sincerely,
" DENIS BAILEY.
" P.S. Will you please tell Peter I am writing to him some time."

He folded the letter, found a stamp in the box, and went out of the house. Outside it was cold and the sky was full of stars. He walked down the lane to the post-box and stood

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with the letter in his hand. M'tutor must have been right after all, he thought. Wren was right. He posted the letter and walked slowly back to Anglersmead. In the hall he met Joan. She was standing on the stairs.
" Do you want anything, Joan ?"
" No, only I've just come the whole way down here and left my book in my bedroom. I say, what's up ? Have you been having a jaw ? " She noticed his face. "I say . . . "
" I'll go and get your book," said Denis. " What's it called ? "
" The Dark Corridor," said Joan. " It's a thin red book on the table ; it doesn't matter. ..." But Denis had already gone upstairs.

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