All of which simply meant that the Doctor, having once had a small boy taken seriously ill from the effects of overeating himself, was naturally anxious to avoid such an inconvenience for the future. "Thanks to the fearless honesty of a youth," continued the Doctor, "who, in an eccentric manner, certainly, but with, I do not doubt, the best of motives, opened my eyes to the fell evil, I am enabled to cope with it at its birth. Richard Bult.i.tude, I take this occasion of publicly thanking and commending you; your conduct was n.o.ble!"
Mr. Bult.i.tude was too angry and disappointed to speak. He had thought his path was going to be made smooth, and now all this ridiculous fuss was being made about a few peppermint lozenges. He wished he had never mentioned them. It was not the last time he breathed that wish. "As for you, Coggs," said the Doctor, suddenly producing a lithe brown cane, "I shall make a public example of you."
Coggs stared idiotically and protested, but after a short and painful scene, was sent off up to his bedroom, yelping like a kicked puppy.
"One word more," said the Doctor, now almost calm again. "I know that you all think with me in your horror of the treachery I have just exposed. I know that you would scorn to partic.i.p.ate in it." (A thrill and murmur, expressive of intense horror and scorn, went round the benches.) "You are anxious to prove that you do so beyond a doubt."
(Again a murmur of a.s.sent.) "I give you all that opportunity. I have implicit trust and confidence in you--let every boarder go down into the box-room and fetch up his playbox, just as it is, and open it here before me."
There was a general fall of jaws at this very unexpected conclusion; but contriving to overcome their dismay, they went outside and down through the playground into the box-room, Paul amongst the rest, and amidst universal confusion, everyone opened his box, and, with a consideration especially laudable in heedless boyhood, thoughtfully and carefully removed from it all such dainties as might be calculated to shock or pain their preceptor.
Mr. Bult.i.tude found a key which was labelled "playbox," and began to open a box which bore d.i.c.k"s initials cut upon the lid; without any apprehensions, however, for he had given too strict orders to his daughter, to fear that any luxuries would be concealed there.
But no sooner had he raised the lid than he staggered back with disgust.
It was crammed with cakes, b.u.t.terscotch, hardbake, pots of jam, and even a bottle of ginger wine--enough to compromise a chameleon!
He set himself to pitch them all out as soon as possible with feverish haste, but Tipping was too quick for him. "Hallo!" he cried: "oh, I say, you fellows, come here! Just look at this! Here"s this impudent young beggar, who sneaked of poor old Coggs for sucking jujubes, and very nearly got us all into a jolly good row, with his own box full all the time; b.u.t.terscotch, if you please, and jam, and ginger wine! You"ll just put "em all back again, will you, you young humbug!"
"Do you use those words to me, sir?" said Paul angrily, for he did not like to be called a humbug.
"Yes, sir, please, sir," jeered Tipping; "I did venture to take such a liberty, sir."
"Then it was like your infernal impudence," growled Paul. "You be kind enough to leave my affairs alone. Upon my word, what boys are coming to nowadays!"
"Are you going to put that tuck back?" said Tipping impatiently.
"No, sir, I"m not. Don"t interfere with what you"re not expected to understand!"
"Well, if you won"t," said Tipping easily, "I suppose we must.
Biddlecomb, kindly knock him down, and sit on his head while I fill his playbox for him."
This was neatly and quickly done. Biddlecomb tripped Mr. Bult.i.tude up, and sat firmly on him, while Tipping carefully replaced the good things in d.i.c.k"s box, after which he locked it, and courteously returned the key. "As the box is heavy," he said, with a wicked wink, "I"ll carry it up for you myself," which he did, Paul following, more dead than alive, and too shaken even to expostulate.
"Bult.i.tude"s box was rather too heavy for him, sir," he explained as he came in; and Dr. Grimstone, who had quite recovered his equanimity, smiled indulgently, and remarked that he "liked to see the strong a.s.sisting the weak."
All the boxes had by this time been brought up, and were ranged upon the tables, while the Doctor went round, making an almost formal inspection, like a Custom House officer searching compatriots, and becoming milder and milder as box after box opened to reveal a fair and innocent interior.
Paul"s turn was coming very near, and his heart seemed to shrivel like a burst bladder. He fumbled with his key, and tried hard to lose it. It was terrible to have oneself to apply the match which is to blow one to the winds. If--if--the idea was almost too horrible--but if he, a blameless and respectable city merchant, were actually to find himself served like the miserable Coggs!
At last the Doctor actually stood by him. "Well, my boy," he said, not unkindly, "I"m not afraid of anything wrong here, at any rate."
Mr. Bult.i.tude, who had the best reasons for not sharing his confidence, made some inarticulate sounds, and pretended to have a difficulty in turning the key.
"Eh? Come, open the box," said the Doctor with an altered manner. "What are you fumbling at it for in this--this highly suspicious manner? I"ll open it myself."
He took the key and opened the lid, when the cakes and wine stood revealed in all their d.a.m.ning profusion. The Doctor stepped back dramatically. "Hardbake!" he gasped; "wine, pots of strawberry jam! Oh, Bult.i.tude, this is a revelation indeed! So I have nourished one more viper in my bosom, have I? A crawling reptile which curries favour by denouncing the very crime it conceals in its playbox! Bult.i.tude, I was not prepared for such duplicity as this!"
"I--I swear I never put them in!" protested the unhappy Paul. "I--I never touch such things: they would bring on my gout in half-an-hour.
It"s ridiculous to punish me. I never knew they were there!"
"Then why were you so anxious to avoid opening the box?" rejoined the Doctor. "No, sir, you"re too ingenious; your guilt is clear. Go to your dormitory, and wait there till I come to you!"
Paul went upstairs, feeling utterly abandoned and helpless. Though a word as to his real character might have saved him, he could not have said it, and, worse still, knew now that he could not.
"I shall be caned," he told himself, and the thought nearly drove him mad. "I know I shall be caned! What on earth shall I do?"
He opened the door of his bedroom. Coggs was rocking and moaning on his bed in one corner of the room, but looked up with red furious eyes as Paul came in.
"What do you want up here?" he said savagely. "Go away, can"t you!"
"I wish I _could_ go away," said Paul dolefully; "but I"m--hum--I"m sent up here too," he explained, with some natural embarra.s.sment.
"What!" cried Coggs, slipping off his bed and staring wildly: "you don"t mean to say you"re going to catch it too?"
"I"ve--ah--every reason to fear," said Mr. Bult.i.tude stiffly, "that I am indeed going to "catch it," as you call it."
"Hooray!" shouted Coggs hysterically: "I don"t care now. And I"ll have some revenge on my own account as well. I don"t mind an extra licking, and you"re in for one as it is. Will you stand up to me or not?"
"I don"t understand you," said Paul. "Don"t come so near. Keep off, you young demon, will you!" he cried presently, as Coggs, exasperated by all his wrongs, was rushing at him with an evidently hostile intent. "There, don"t be annoyed, my good boy," he pleaded, catching up a chair as a bulwark. "It was a misunderstanding. I wish you no harm. There, my dear young friend! Don"t!"
The "dear young friend" was grappling with him and attempting to wrest the chair away by brute force. "When I get at you," he said, his hot breath hissing through the chair rungs, "I"ll jolly well teach you to sneak of me!"
"Murder!" Paul gasped, feeling his hold on the chair relaxing. "Unless help comes this young fiend will have my blood!"
They were revolving slowly round the chair, watching each other"s eyes like gladiators, when Paul noticed a sudden blankness and fixity in his antagonist"s expression, and, looking round, saw Dr. Grimstone"s awful form framed in the doorway, and gave himself up for lost.
6. _Learning and Accomplishments_
"I subscribe to Lucian: "tis an elegant thing which cheareth up the mind, exerciseth the body, delights the spectators, which teacheth many comely gestures, equally affecting the ears, eyes and soul itself."--BURTON, _on Dancing_.
"What is this?" asked Dr. Grimstone in his most blood-curdling tone, after a most impressive pause at the dormitory door.
Mr. Bult.i.tude held his tongue, but kept fast hold of his chair, which he held before him as a defence against either party, while Coggs remained motionless in the centre of the room, with crooked knees and hands dangling impotently.
"Will one of you be good enough to explain how you come to be found struggling in this unseemly manner? I sent you up here to meditate on your past behaviour."
"I should be most happy to meditate, sir," protested Paul, lowering his chair on discovering that there was no immediate danger, "if that--that bloodthirsty young ruffian there would allow me to do so. I am going about in bodily fear of him, Dr. Grimstone. I want him bound over to keep the peace. I decline to be left alone with him--he"s not safe!"
"Is that so, Coggs? Are you mean and base enough to take this cowardly revenge on a boy who has had the moral courage to expose your deceit--for your ultimate good--a boy who is unable to defend himself against you?"
"He can fight when he chooses, sir," said Coggs; "he blacked my eye last term, sir!"
"I a.s.sure you," said Paul, with the convincing earnestness of truth, "that I never blacked anybody"s eye in the whole course of my life. I am not--ah--a pugnacious man. My age, and--hum--my position, ought to protect me from these scandals----"
"You"ve come back this year, sir," said Dr. Grimstone, "with a very odd way of talking of yourself--an exceedingly odd way. Unless I see you abandoning it, and behaving like a reasonable boy again, I shall be forced to conclude you intend some disrespect and open defiance by it."