"If he gets into Trinity I won't go up, that's flat," he said.
"What! Not go up to the ''Varsity' when you've got a chance!" exclaimed Minshull. "My dear fellow, you don't know what you're talking about. You will regret it all your life if you don't."
"Look here," said Lucius, "you were at Cambridge, weren't you?"
"Yes, certainly," said Minshull, slightly offended. "I took my degree last year."
"Well, how would you have liked to have your old governor playing the fool up there at the same college?"
"I see no reason to suppose that Mr. Binney will play the fool," said Minshull stiffly. "I have put him up to everything he ought to know. He won't make mistakes. He is not likely to carry an umbrella with a cap and gown or anything of that sort."
"Why shouldn't he carry an umbrella if it rains? Look here, can't you make certain of his getting pilled for this examination?"
Minshull looked horrified. "What! and prevent his going up to the 'Varsity when he wants to?" he exclaimed.
"Or if you can't do that and he's likely to get through, tell him that you don't think much of Trinity, and get him to go somewhere else."
"There are plenty of good colleges in Cambridge besides Trinity," said Minshull, "although Trinity men don't seem to think so. My own college, for instance, Peterhouse, isn't big, but it is one of the best, if not the best of the smaller ones."