"Among so many boys under our roof, I find it impossible to remember
every face. And which is Master Telson?"
"This is Telson," said Parson. "He's in the schoolhouse, you know--"
"I do not know," said Mrs Patrick, severely.
"Don't you?" said Parson, with genuine astonishment. "He's captain's
fag, you know."
"I must repeat I do not know," reiterated Mrs Patrick.
"Oh, well, he's only been that a little time, since the sports, you
know, when old Wyndham left. I say, ma'am, are you going to be at the
race on Wednesday?"