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Book, page 261 / 298 life and death. The sight of their Warden heart- ened them. After all, he was the responsible person. He was father of the flock that had strayed, and grandfather of the beautiful Miss Zuleika. Like her, they remembered not to smile in greeting him. "Good evening, gentlemen," he said. "The storm seems to have passed." There was a murmur of "Yes, Warden." "And how did our boat acquit itself?" There was a shuffling pause. Every one looked at the Sub-Warden: it was manifestly for him to break the news, or to report the hallucination. He was nudged forward -- a large man, with a large beard at which he plucked nervously. "Well, really, Warden," he said, "we -- we hardly know,"* and he ended with what can only *Those of my readers who are interested in athletic sports will remember the long controversy that raged as to whether Judas had actually bumped Magdalen; and they will not need to be minded that it was mainly through the evidence of Mr. E. T. A. Cook, who had been on the towing-path at the time, that the 0. U. B. C. decided the point in Judas' favour, and fixed the order of the boats for the following year accordingly. ZULEIKA DOBSON 315 be described as a giggle. He fell low in the esteem of his fellows. Thinking of that past Sub-Warden whose fame was linked with the sun-dial, the Warden eyed this one keenly. "Well, gentlemen," he presently said, "our young men seem to be already at table. Shall we follow their example?" And he led the way up the steps. Already at table? The dons' dubiety toyed
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