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At
Eton
they
alighted
on
the
roof
of
Upper
School
.
On
the
opposite
side
of
School
Yard
,
the
fifty
-
two
stories
of
Lupton
’
s
Tower
gleamed
white
in
the
sunshine
.
College
on
their
left
and
,
on
their
right
,
the
School
Community
Singery
reared
their
venerable
piles
of
ferro
-
concrete
and
vita
-
glass
.
In
the
centre
of
the
quadrangle
stood
the
quaint
old
chrome
-
steel
statue
of
Our
Ford
.
Dr
.
Gaffney
,
the
Provost
,
and
Miss
Keate
,
the
Head
Mistress
,
received
them
as
they
stepped
out
of
the
plane
.
"
Do
you
have
many
twins
here
?
"
the
Savage
asked
rather
apprehensively
,
as
they
set
out
on
their
tour
of
inspection
.
"
Oh
,
no
,
"
the
Provost
answered
.
"
Eton
is
reserved
exclusively
for
upper
-
caste
boys
and
girls
.
One
egg
,
one
adult
.
It
makes
education
more
difficult
of
course
.
But
as
they
’
ll
be
called
upon
to
take
responsibilities
and
deal
with
unexpected
emergencies
,
it
can
’
t
be
helped
.
"
He
sighed
.
Bernard
,
meanwhile
,
had
taken
a
strong
fancy
to
Miss
Keate
.
"
If
you
’
re
free
any
Monday
,
Wednesday
,
or
Friday
evening
,
"
he
was
saying
.
Jerking
his
thumb
towards
the
Savage
,
"
He
’
s
curious
,
you
know
,
"
Bernard
added
.
"
Quaint
.
"
Miss
Keate
smiled
(
and
her
smile
was
really
charming
,
he
thought
)
;
said
Thank
you
;
would
be
delighted
to
come
to
one
of
his
parties
.
The
Provost
opened
a
door
.
Five
minutes
in
that
Alpha
Double
Plus
classroom
left
John
a
trifle
bewildered
.
"
What
is
elementary
relativity
?
"
he
whispered
to
Bernard
.
Bernard
tried
to
explain
,
then
thought
better
of
it
and
suggested
that
they
should
go
to
some
other
classroom
.
From
behind
a
door
in
the
corridor
leading
to
the
Beta
-
Minus
geography
room
,
a
ringing
soprano
voice
called
,
"
One
,
two
,
three
,
four
,
"
and
then
,
with
a
weary
impatience
,
"
As
you
were
.
"
"
Malthusian
Drill
,
"
explained
the
Head
Mistress
.
"
Most
of
our
girls
are
freemartins
,
of
course
.
I
’
m
a
freemartin
myself
.
"
She
smiled
at
Bernard
.
"
But
we
have
about
eight
hundred
unsterilized
ones
who
need
constant
drilling
.
"
