Part 6 (1/2)

Anthony thought there was a way. It was a way he had not tried yet, that he did not want to try. But, if he could only bring himself to it, he judged that he could make a distinct impression.

”What the young rascal wants is a thorough good spanking,” said Anthony.

Nicky said so too.

The first time he got it Nicky's criticism was that it wasn't a bad idea if his father could have pulled it off all right. But he said, ”It's no good if you do it through the cloth. And it's no good unless you _want_ to hurt me, Daddy. And you don't want. And even if you did want, badly enough to try and hurt, supposing you spanked ever so hard, you couldn't hurt as much as my earache. And I can bear that.”

”He's top dog again, you see,” said Frances, not without a secret satisfaction.

”Oh, is he?” said Anthony. ”I don't propose to be downed by Nicky.”

Every instinct in him revolted against spanking Nicky. But when Williams, the groom, showed him a graze on each knee of the pony he had bought for Frances and the children, Anthony determined that, this time, Nicky should have a serious spanking.

”Which of them took Roger out?”

”I'm sure I don't know, sir,” said Williams.

But Anthony knew. He lay in wait for Nicky by the door that led from the stable yard into the kitchen garden.

Nicky was in the strawberry bed.

”Was it you who took Roger out this afternoon?”

Nicky did not answer promptly. His mouth was still full of strawberries.

”What if I did?” he said at last, after manifest reflection.

”If you did? Why, you let him down on Golders Hill and cut his knees.”

”Holly Mount,” said Nicky.

”Holly Mount or Golders Hill, it's all the same to you, you young monkey.”

”It isn't, Daddy. Holly Mount's much the worst. It's an awful hill.”

”That,” said Anthony, ”is why you're forbidden to ride down it. You've _got_ to be spanked for this, Nicky.”

”Have I? All right. Don't look so unhappy, Daddy.”

Anthony did much better this time. Nicky (though he shook with laughter) owned it very handsomely. And Anthony had handicapped himself again by doing it through the cloth. He drew the line at shaming Nicky.

(Yet--_could_ you have shamed his indomitable impudence?)

But he had done it. He had done it ruthlessly, while the strawberries were still wet on Nicky's mouth.

And when it was all over Michael, looking for his father, came into the school-room where these things happened. He said he was awfully sorry, but he'd taken Roger out, and Roger had gone down on his knees and cut himself.

No, it wasn't on Holly Mount, it was at the turn of the road on the hill past the ”Spaniards.”

Anthony paid no attention to Michael. He turned on Michael's brother.