Frank got up; the bell for chapel had begun.
“Because they became corrupt and beastly.”
“What an awful pity! I say, you made me feel awfully keen with that construe, and telling me what the Head said. I haven’t thought about the twenty-two for—for ten minutes. And one’s got to try to get at it all by sapping?”
“Yes; that’s how you’ll get to love it.”
“Sounds almost worth while,” said David. “But they liked games as well. That’s a comfort.”
Frank took up his straw hat; he took up also the list that lay on the table.
“Come on,” he said. “I want to put this up on the notice-board before chapel.”
“Oh, don’t,” said David. “All the fellows will see it, and I shall turn crimson when we stand up for the psalms.”
“Bosh; every one expects it.”
David’s volatile mind went back to the Greek talk.