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at school Tregan plunged into normal routine. He had that brilliant, superficial type of mind which absorbs without effort. As a student he was the kind teachers like—who carries off prizes and who performs brilliantly on days when parents flock to show-off exercises.
As he went into the higher forms he found himself somewhat of a leader, although this puzzled him. With Radclyffe and half a dozen more of the older boys he whipped the school into a healthy condition. This was not a merit to be placed at the shrine of the masters or Dr. Rex. Almost unconsciously the small handful of older boys exerted their influence. Because they were inherently decent they brought decency into the dormitories, stamped out much petty tale-bearing to masters, made bullying and sycophantic fagging
