'It rights itself at the exams. Then Beetle shows up blank sheets, and trusts to his "English" to save him from a fall. I fancy he spends most of his time with me in writing verse.'
'I wish to Heaven he would transfer a little of his energy in that direction to Elegiacs.' King jerked himself upright. 'He is, with the single exception of Stalky, the very vilest manufacturer of "barbarous hexameters" that I have ever dealt with.'
'The work is combined in that study,' said the chaplain, 'Stalky does the mathematics, McTurk the Latin, and Beetle attends to their English and French. At least, when he was in the sick-house last month'
'Malingering,' Prout interjected.
'Quite possibly. I found a very distinct falling off in their "Roman d'un Jeune Homme Pauvre" translations.'
'I think it is profoundly immoral,' said Prout. 'I've always been opposed to the study system.'
'It would be hard to find any study where the boys don't help each other; but in Number Five the thing has probably been reduced to a system,' said little Hartopp. 'They have a system in most things.'
'They confess as much,' said the Reverend John. 'I've seen McTurk being hounded up the stairs to elegise the "Elegy in a Churchyard," while Beetle and Stalky went to punt-about.'
'It amounts to systematic cribbing,' said Prout, his voice growing deeper and deeper.
'No such thing,' little Hartopp returned. 'You can't teach a cow the violin.'
