Albert Bierstadt Beach at Nassau painting

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Scottie?”
“Oh, nothing much. I met Lockwood. You remember him. Sad case, he was a sitter for the Balliol scholarship. Then he had to go into the army.”
“I thought he was still in it. How typical of old Scottie that all he has to tell us after eight weeks away is that he met a prize pupil! I shouldn’t be surprised to hear you did some work, too, you old blackleg.”
“To tell you the truth I feel a little désoeuvré. I must look for a new subject.”
“You’ve come to the end of old Bellorius at last?”
“Quite to the end.”
Later the headmaster sent for Scott-King.
“You know,” he said, “we are starting this year with fifteen fewer classical specialists than we had last term?”
“I thought that would be about the number.”
“As you know I’m an old Greats man myself. I deplore it as much as you do. But what are we to do? Parents are not interested in producing the ‘complete man’ any