"Oh, rotten luck," said Mansell. "You should do like me. Old fool Claremont said I had done damned well!"
"He hardly put it that way," came from Gordon; "but I believe Mansell has managed more or less to deceive the examiners."
"Oh, I say, that's a bit thick, you know," said Mansell. "Oh, damn, who is that at the door?"
There was a feeble knock. "Come in!" shouted at least six voices simultaneously.
Davenham came in looking rather frightened.
"I'm sorry.... Is Caruthers in here?"
"Yes, young fellow, he is."
"Oh, Caruthers, Meredith wants you!"
"Damn him," said Gordon. "What a nuisance these prefects are."
Very unwillingly he got up and strolled upstairs.