Yet it galled them to see him quietly put in the vacant place, and to hear the jubilation on every hand.
For Rollitt was the fellow who had publicly insulted the Moderns in the person of Dangle; and not only that, but--poor and shabby as he was--had shown himself utterly indifferent to their indignation and contemptuous of their threats.
"Why," Dangle said, "the fellow's a pauper! he can't even pay for his clubs! His father's a common fellow, I'm told." "Yes, and I heard," said Brinkman, "his fees up here are paid for him.
Why, we might just as well have Bob in the fifteen." "A jolly sight better.

Bob knows how to be civil." "It is a crime to be poor," said Fullerton.

"I hope I shall never commit it." "Well," said Clapperton, ignoring this bit of sarcasm, "if he was well enough off to buy a cake of soap once a term, it wouldn't be so bad.

I believe when he wants a wash he goes down to Mrs Wisdom and borrows a bit of hers." "By the way, that reminds me," said Dangle; "did you fellows ever hear about Mrs Wisdom's boat?
The lout had it out the other day in the rapids, and let it go over the falls, and it got smashed up." "What!" exclaimed everybody.
"Do you mean," said Brinkman, "poor Widow Wisdom has lost her boat owing to that cad?
Why, she'll be ruined?
However is she to get a new one ?" "That's the extraordinary thing," said Dangle.

"It was she told me about it.