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And
there
were
some
fellows
out
of
second
of
grammar
listening
and
one
of
them
said
:
--
The
senate
and
the
Roman
people
declared
that
Dedalus
had
been
wrongly
punished
.
It
was
wrong
;
it
was
unfair
and
cruel
;
and
,
as
he
sat
in
the
refectory
,
he
suffered
time
after
time
in
memory
the
same
humiliation
until
he
began
to
wonder
whether
it
might
not
really
be
that
there
was
something
in
his
face
which
made
him
look
like
a
schemer
and
he
wished
he
had
a
little
mirror
to
see
.
But
there
could
not
be
;
and
it
was
unjust
and
cruel
and
unfair
.
He
could
not
eat
the
blackish
fish
fritters
they
got
on
Wednesdays
in
lent
and
one
of
his
potatoes
had
the
mark
of
the
spade
in
it
.
Yes
,
he
would
do
what
the
fellows
had
told
him
.
He
would
go
up
and
tell
the
rector
that
he
had
been
wrongly
punished
.
A
thing
like
that
had
been
done
before
by
somebody
in
history
,
by
some
great
person
whose
head
was
in
the
books
of
history
.
And
the
rector
would
declare
that
he
had
been
wrongly
punished
because
the
senate
and
the
Roman
people
always
declared
that
the
men
who
did
that
had
been
wrongly
punished
.
Those
were
the
great
men
whose
names
were
in
Richmal
Magnall
's
Questions
.
History
was
all
about
those
men
and
what
they
did
and
that
was
what
Peter
Parley
's
Tales
about
Greece
and
Rome
were
all
about
.
Peter
Parley
himself
was
on
the
first
page
in
a
picture
.
There
was
a
road
over
a
heath
with
grass
at
the
side
and
little
bushes
:
and
Peter
Parley
had
a
broad
hat
like
a
protestant
minister
and
a
big
stick
and
he
was
walking
fast
along
the
road
to
Greece
and
Rome
.
It
was
easy
what
he
had
to
do
.
All
he
had
to
do
was
when
the
dinner
was
over
and
he
came
out
in
his
turn
to
go
on
walking
but
not
out
to
the
corridor
but
up
the
staircase
on
the
right
that
led
to
the
castle
.
He
had
nothing
to
do
but
that
:
to
turn
to
the
right
and
walk
fast
up
the
staircase
and
in
half
a
minute
he
would
be
in
the
low
dark
narrow
corridor
that
led
through
the
castle
to
the
rector
's
room
.
And
every
fellow
had
said
that
it
was
unfair
,
even
the
fellow
out
of
second
of
grammar
who
had
said
that
about
the
senate
and
the
Roman
people
.
What
would
happen
?
He
heard
the
fellows
of
the
higher
line
stand
up
at
the
top
of
the
refectory
and
heard
their
steps
as
they
came
down
the
matting
:
Paddy
Rath
and
Jimmy
Magee
and
the
Spaniard
and
the
Portuguese
and
the
fifth
was
big
Corrigan
who
was
going
to
be
flogged
by
Mr
Gleeson
.
That
was
why
the
prefect
of
studies
had
called
him
a
schemer
and
pandied
him
for
nothing
:
and
,
straining
his
weak
eyes
,
tired
with
the
tears
,
he
watched
big
Corrigan
's
broad
shoulders
and
big
hanging
black
head
passing
in
the
file
.
But
he
had
done
something
and
besides
Mr
Gleeson
would
not
flog
him
hard
:
and
he
remembered
how
big
Corrigan
looked
in
the
bath
.
He
had
skin
the
same
colour
as
the
turf-coloured
bogwater
in
the
shallow
end
of
the
bath
and
when
he
walked
along
the
side
his
feet
slapped
loudly
on
the
wet
tiles
and
at
every
step
his
thighs
shook
a
little
because
he
was
fat
.
The
refectory
was
half
empty
and
the
fellows
were
still
passing
out
in
file
.
He
could
go
up
the
staircase
because
there
was
never
a
priest
or
a
prefect
outside
the
refectory
door
.
But
he
could
not
go
.
The
rector
would
side
with
the
prefect
of
studies
and
think
it
was
a
schoolboy
trick
and
then
the
prefect
of
studies
would
come
in
every
day
the
same
,
only
it
would
be
worse
because
he
would
be
dreadfully
waxy
at
any
fellow
going
up
to
the
rector
about
him
.
The
fellows
had
told
him
to
go
but
they
would
not
go
themselves
.
They
had
forgotten
all
about
it
.
No
,
it
was
best
to
forget
all
about
it
and
perhaps
the
prefect
of
studies
had
Only
said
he
would
come
in
.
No
,
it
was
best
to
hide
out
of
the
way
because
when
you
were
small
and
young
you
could
often
escape
that
way
.
