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　　meeting, and he'll get ten times worse beans from them than he'd havegot from you. It's simple."Kennedy stared into the fire pensively.
　　"I don't know," he said. "I bar that prefects' meeting business. Italways seems rather feeble to me, lugging in a lot of chaps to helpsettle some one you can't manage yourself. I want to carry this jobthrough on my own.""Then you'd better scrap with the man.""I think I will."Silver stared,ugg bailey button triplet 1873 boots.
　　"Don't be an ass," he said. "I was only rotting. Youcan't go fighting all over the shop as if you were a fag. You'd loseyour prefect's cap if it came out.""I could wear my topper," said Kennedy, with a grin. "You see," headded, "I've not much choice. I must do something. If I took no noticeof this business there'd be no holding the house. I should be ragged todeath. It's no good talking about it. Personally, I should prefertouching the chap up to fighting him, and I shall try it on. But he'snot likely to meet me half-way. And if he doesn't there'll be aninteresting turn-up, and you shall hold the watch. I'll send a kidround to fetch you when things look like starting. I must go now tointerview my missing men. So long. Mind you slip round directly I sendfor you.""Wait a second. Don't be in such a beastly hurry. Who's the chapyou're going to fight?""I don't know yet. Walton, I should think. But I don't know.""Walton! By Jove, it'll be worth seeing, anyhow, if we _are_ bothsacked for it when the Old Man finds out."Kennedy returned to his study and changed his football boots for apair of gymnasium shoes. For the job he had in hand it was necessarythat he should move quickly, and football boots are a nuisance on aboard floor. When he had changed, he called Spencer.
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　　"MacPherson!" said the fag, in a tone of astonishment, "not Walton?"He had been looking forward to the meeting between Kennedy and hisancient foe, and to have a miserable being like MacPherson offered asa substitute disgusted him.
　　"If you have no objection,knockoff handbags," said Kennedy, politely, "I may want you tofetch Walton later on."Spencer vanished, hopeful once more.
　　"Come in, MacPherson," said Kennedy, on the arrival of the long one;"shut the door."MacPherson did so, feeling as if he were paying a visit to thedentist. As long as there had been others with him in this affair hehad looked on it as a splendid idea,http://www.louisvuitton360.com/. But to be singled out like thiswas quite a different thing.
　　"Now," said Kennedy, "Why weren't you on the field this afternoon?""I--er--I was kept in.""How long?""Oh--er--till about five.""What do you call about five?""About twenty-five to," he replied, despondently.
　　"Now look here," said Kennedy, briskly, "I'm just going to explain toyou exactly how I stand in this business, so you'd better attend. Ididn't ask to be made head of this sewage depot. If I could have hadany choice, I wouldn't have touched a Kayite with a barge-pole. Butsince I am head, I'm going to be it, and the sooner you and yoursenior dayroom crew realise it the better. This sort of thing isn'tgoing on. I want to know now who it was put up this job. You wouldn'thave the cheek to start a thing like this yourself. Who was it?""Well--er--""You'd better say, and be quick, too. I can't wait. Whoever it was. Ishan't tell him you told me. And I shan't tell Kay. So now you can goahead. Who was it?""Well--er--Walton.""I thought so. Now you can get out. If you see Spencer, send him here."Spencer, curiously enough, was just outside the door. So close to it,indeed, that he almost tumbled in when MacPherson opened it.