. . .Maudie?’ he asked all breathless. ‘Isn’t it just ripping? Dick’s going up to Oxford.’

Maud was pale and tired from a long day’s work—the thankless work of teaching; but her weary face flushed red none the less at this exciting announcement, though she darted a warning look under her hat towards Richard, as much as to say:

‘How could you ever have told him?’

But all she said openly was:

‘Then the advertisement’s come of the Durham Scholarship?’

‘Yes, the advertisement’s come,’ Dick answered, flushing in turn. ‘I got it this morning, and I’m to go up on Wednesday.’

The boys were rather disappointed at this tame announcement. It was clear Maud knew all about the great scheme already. . . . Read More