before him that instant. 'And how do we know,' he shouted—'how do we know how many of the Sixth are mixed up in this abominable affair?'
'Yes, that's what we want to know,' said M'Turk, with simple dignity.
'We meant to come to you about it quietly, Carson, but you would have the meeting,' said Stalky sympathetically.
The Sixth were too taken aback to reply. So, carefully modelling his rhetoric on King, Beetle followed up the attack, surpassing and surprising himself.
'It—it isn't so much the cynical immorality of the biznai, as the blatant indecency of it, that's so awful. As far as we can see, it's impossible for us to go into Bideford without runnin' up against some prefect's unwholesome amours. There's nothing to snigger over, Naughten. I don't pretend to know much about these things but it seems to me a chap must be pretty far dead in sin' (that was a quotation from the school Chaplain) 'when he takes to embracing his paramours' (that was Hakluyt) 'before all the city' (a reminiscence of Milton). 'He might at least have the decency—you're authorities on decency, I believe—to wait till dark. But he didn't. You didn't! Oh,Tulke. You—you incontinent little animal!'
'Here, shut up a minute. What's all this about, Tulke?' said Carson.
'I—look here. I'm awfully sorry. I never thought Beetle would take this line.'
'Because—you've—no decency—you—thought—I hadn't,' cried Beetle all in one breath.
