I am afraid I blushed and looked far less determined than I would have liked. But I did my best to glare back and tighten my lips like the Dux.
“Very well. Tempest and Jones, go to my study and remain there till I come.”
We had not long to wait for our doom. The doctor was in the study almost as soon as we.
We stood there while he wrote some letters and put away some books on the shelves. Then he rang the bell, and handed the letters to the servant to post. After that he sat in his chair for a quarter of an hour in silence, evidently ruminating.
At last he deigned to notice our presence.
“Tempest,” he said, “I am very grieved at this. I had hoped better things of you. You know what the consequence must be to you?”
“I’m to be expelled, I know,” said the Dux. “The sooner the better.”
The doctor raised his eyebrows. There was no dealing with a reprobate like this.
“I have written to your grandfather to say you will return home to-morrow.”
“I’m sorry it’s not to-night,” said the Dux.