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"Bywater tells me that he left his clean surplice in the vestry this morning. This afternoon it was found thrown behind the screen, tumbled together, beyond all doubt purposely, and partially covered with ink. I ask, who has done this?" P "I have not, sir," burst forth from most of the boys simultaneously. The seniors, of whom there were three besides Gaunt, remained silent. But this was nothing unusual; for the seniors, unless expressly questioned or taxed with a fault, did not accustom themselves to a voluntary denial. P "I can only think this has been the result of accident," continued the…mehr

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"Bywater tells me that he left his clean surplice in the vestry this morning. This afternoon it was found thrown behind the screen, tumbled together, beyond all doubt purposely, and partially covered with ink. I ask, who has done this?" P "I have not, sir," burst forth from most of the boys simultaneously. The seniors, of whom there were three besides Gaunt, remained silent. But this was nothing unusual; for the seniors, unless expressly questioned or taxed with a fault, did not accustom themselves to a voluntary denial. P "I can only think this has been the result of accident," continued the head-master. "It is incredible to suppose any one of you would wantonly destroy a surplice. If so, let that boy, whoever he may have been, speak up honourably, and I will forgive him. I conclude that the ink must have been spilt upon it, I say accidentally, and that he then, in his consternation, tumbled the surplice together, and threw it out of sight behind the screen. It had been more straightforward, more in accordance with what I wish you all to be - boys of thorough truth and honour - had he candidly confessed it. But the fear of the moment may have frightened his better judgment away. Let him acknowledge it now, and I will forgive him; though of course he must pay Bywater for another surplice." P A dead silence.
Autorenporträt
Ellen Wood, widely known under the name Mrs. Henry Wood, was a prolific English novelist born on January 17, 1814, in England. Her literary career gained widespread popularity in both Britain and abroad, especially after the publication of her most renowned work East Lynne in 1861. Her writing style combined elements of mystery, morality, and domestic life, contributing to her lasting appeal during the Victorian period. She married Henry Wood in 1836, and they had a son named Charles Wood. After her husband's death in 1866, she supported her family through her writing and editorial work. She also managed the magazine Argosy, to which she contributed both fiction and editorial commentary. Though many of her novels are lesser known today, her stories enjoyed international readership during her lifetime and were especially well-received in the United States and Australia. In Australia, her popularity once exceeded that of Charles Dickens. Ellen Wood died in London on February 10, 1887, at the age of 73 and was buried in Highgate Cemetery. Her parents were Thomas Price and Elizabeth Price.