Jerome was called into his room in the break between the second and the third class on a Thursday . He had no fear of trouble, for he was a the name that the and headmaster of a rather expensive school had chosen to give to approved, reliable boys in the lower forms (from a warden one became a guardian and finally before leaving, it was hoped for Marlborough or Rugby, a ). The housemaster, Mr Wordsworth, sat behind his desk with an appearance of and . Jerome had the odd impression when he entered that he was a cause of fear.
Sit down, Jerome, Mr Wordsworth said. All going well with the ?
Ive had a call, Jerome. From your aunt. Im afraid I have bad news for you.
Your father has had an .
Mr Wordsworth looked at him with some . A serious accident.
Jerome his father: the verb is . As man recreates God, so Jerome re-created his father from a restless author into a adventurer who travelled in far places Nice, Beirut, Majorca, even the Canaries. The time had about his eighth birthday when Jerome believed that his father either ran guns or was a of the British Secret Service. Now it occurred to him that his father might have been in a hail of machine-gun bullets.
Sist oppdatert: 27.07.2012
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