About the fifth ball he made no mistake. He got the full face of the bat to it, and it hummed past coverpoint to the boundary. The last of the over he put to leg for three.
A remarkable last-wicket partnership now took place, remarkable not so much for tall scoring as for the fact that one of the partners did not receive a single ball from beginning to end of it, with the exception of the one that bowled him. Fenn seemed to be able to do what he pleased with the bowling. Kennedy he played with a shade more respect than the others, but he never failed to score a three or a single off the last ball of each of his overs. The figures on the telegraph-board rose from twenty to thirty, from thirty to forty, from forty to fifty.
Williams went on at the lower end instead of Challis, and Fenn made twelve off his first over. The pavilion was filled with howling enthusiasts, who cheered every hit in a frenzy.
Jimmy Silver began to look worried. He held a hasty consultation with Kennedy. The telegraph-board now showed the figures 60--9--8.
"This won"t do," said Silver. "It would be too foul to get licked after having nine of them out for eighteen. Can"t you manage to keep Fenn from scoring odd figures off the last ball of your over? If only that kid at the other end would get some of the bowling, we should do it."
"I"ll try," said Kennedy, and walked back to begin his over.
Fenn reached his fifty off the third ball. Seventy went up on the board. Ten more and Kay"s would have the cup. The fourth ball was too good to hit. Fenn let it pa.s.s. The fifth he drove to the on. It was a big hit, but there was a fieldsman in the neighbourhood. Still, it was an easy two. But to Kennedy"s surprise Fenn sent his partner back after they had run a single. Even the umpire was surprised. Fenn"s policy was so obvious that it was strange to see him thus deliberately allow his partner to take a ball.
"That"s not over, you know, Fenn," said the umpire--Lang, of the School House, a member of the first eleven.
Fenn looked annoyed. He had miscounted the b.a.l.l.s, and now his partner, who had no pretensions to be considered a bat, would have to face Kennedy.
That mistake lost Kay"s the match.
Impossible as he had found it to defeat Fenn, Kennedy had never lost his head or his length. He was bowling fully as well as he had done at the beginning of the innings.
The last ball of the over beat the batsman all the way. He scooped blindly forward, missed it by a foot, and the next moment the off stump lay flat. Blackburn"s had won by seven runs.
IV
HARMONY AND DISCORD
What might be described as a mixed reception awaited the players as they left the field. The pavilion and the parts about the pavilion rails were always packed on the last day of a final house-match, and even in normal circ.u.mstances there was apt to be a little sparring between the juniors of the two houses which had been playing for the cup. In the present case, therefore, it was not surprising that Kay"s f.a.gs took the defeat badly. The thought that Fenn"s presence at the beginning of the innings, instead of at the end, would have made all the difference between a loss and a victory, maddened them. The crowd that seethed in front of the pavilion was a turbulent one.
For a time the operation of chairing Fenn up the steps occupied the active minds of the Kayites. When he had disappeared into the first eleven room, they turned their attention in other directions. Caustic and uncomplimentary remarks began to fly to and fro between the representatives of Kay"s and Blackburn"s. It is not known who actually administered the first blow. But, when Fenn came out of the pavilion with Kennedy and Silver, he found a stirring battle in progress. The members of the other houses who had come to look on at the match stood in knots, and gazed with approval at the efforts of Kay"s and Blackburn"s juniors to wipe each other off the face of the earth. The air was full of shrill battle-cries, varied now and then by a smack or a thud, as some young but strenuous fist found a billet. The fortune of war seemed to be distributed equally so far, and the combatants were just warming to their work.
"Look here," said Kennedy, "we ought to stop this."
"What"s the good," said Fenn, without interest. "It pleases them, and doesn"t hurt anybody else."
"All the same," observed Jimmy Silver, moving towards the nearest group of combatants, "free fights aren"t quite the thing, somehow.
For, children, you should never let your angry pa.s.sions rise; your little hands were never made to tear each other"s eyes. Dr Watts"
_Advice to Young Pugilists_. Drop it, you little beasts."
He separated two heated youths who were just beginning a fourth round.
The rest of the warriors, seeing Silver and the others, called a truce, and Silver, having read a sort of Riot Act, moved on. The juniors of the beaten house, deciding that it would be better not to resume hostilities, consoled themselves by giving three groans for Mr Kay.
"What happened after I left you last night, Fenn?" asked Kennedy.
"Oh, I had one of my usual rows with Kay, only rather worse than usual. I said one or two things he didn"t like, and today the old man sent for me and told me to come to his room from two till four. Kay had run me in for being "grossly rude". Listen to those kids. What a row they"re making!"
"It"s a beastly shame," said Kennedy despondently.
At the school shop Morrell, of Mulholland"s, met them. He had been spending the afternoon with a rug and a novel on the hills at the back of the school, and he wanted to know how the final house-match had gone. Blackburn"s had beaten Mulholland"s in one of the early rounds.
Kennedy explained what had happened.
"We should have lost if Fenn had turned up earlier," he said. "He had a row with Kay, and Kay gave him a sort of extra between two and four."
Fenn, busily occupied with an ice, added no comment of his own to this plain tale.
"Rough luck," said Morrell. "What"s all that row out in the field?"
"That"s Kay"s kids giving three groans for Kay," explained Silver. "At least, they started with the idea of giving three groans. They"ve got up to about three hundred by this time. It seems to have fascinated them. They won"t leave off. There"s no school rule against groaning in the grounds, and they mean to groan till the end of the term.
Personally, I like the sound. But then, I"m fond of music."
Morrell"s face beamed with sudden pleasure. "I knew there was something I wanted to tell you," he said, "only I couldn"t remember what. Your saying you"re fond of music reminds me. Mulholland"s crocked himself, and won"t be able to turn out for the concert."
"What!" cried Kennedy. "How did it happen? What"s he done?"
Mr Mulholland was the master who looked after the music of the school, a fine cricketer and keen sportsman. Had nothing gone wrong, he would have conducted at the concert that night.
"I heard it from the matron at our place," said Morrell. "She"s full of it. Mulholland was batting at the middle net, and somebody else--I forget who--was at the one next to it on the right. The bowler sent down a long-hop to leg, and this Johnny had a smack at it, and sent it slap through the net, and it got Mulholland on the side of the head.
He was stunned for a bit, but he"s getting all right again now. But he won"t be able to conduct tonight. Rather bad luck on the man, especially as he"s so keen on the concert."
"Who"s going to sub for him?" asked Silver. "Perhaps they"ll scratch the show," suggested Kennedy.
"Oh, no," said Morrell, "it"s all right. Kay is going to conduct. He"s often done it at choir practices when Mulholland couldn"t turn up."
Fenn put down his empty saucer with an emphatic crack on the counter.
"If Kay"s going to run the show, I"m hanged if I turn up," he said.
"My dear chap, you can"t get out of it now," said Kennedy anxiously.
He did not want to see Fenn plunging into any more strife with the authorities this term.
"Think of the crowned heads who are coming to hear you," pleaded Jimmy Silver. "Think of the n.o.bility and gentry. Think of me. You must play."
"Ah, there you are, Fenn."
Mr Kay had bustled in in his energetic way.
Fenn said nothing. He _was_ there. It was idle to deny it.
"I thought I should find you here. Yes, I wanted to see you about the concert tonight. Mr Mulholland has met with an unfortunate accident, and I am looking after the entertainment in his place. Come with me and play over your piece. I should like to see that you are perfect in it. Dear me, dear me, what a noise those boys are making. Why _are_ they behaving in that extraordinary way, I wonder!"
Kay"s juniors had left the pavilion, and were trooping back to their house. At the present moment they were pa.s.sing the school shop, and their tuneful voices floated in through the open window.
"This is very unusual. Why, they seem to be boys in my house. They are groaning."
"I think they are a little upset at the result of the match, sir,"
said Jimmy Silver suavely. "Fenn did not arrive, for some reason, till the end of the innings, so Mr Blackburn"s won. The wicket was good, but a little fiery."