The Final Test Page #2
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Umbrous night.
Umbrous night!
Ebon night?
Ebon night!
Reggie, you still here?
I told you to go out to the Oval
and Id meet you out there.
Okay Aunt, what is the time?
Its 20 past eleven, and youll be late now.
Oh, they probably wont start on time.
Oh yes they will.
Its a lovely sunny day outside.
Well, that doesnt mean theyll
start on time, Auntie.
The wickets probably drenched.
I dont know anything about that
but your Dad spent a lot of money ...
... for your seat, and Im not
having you wasting it.
What have you been doing, anyway.
Oh.
Well, Ill just go put my new hat on.
- Are you ready?
- Yes
Well, it doesnt look like it to me.
What about your hair.
Oh Aunt, whos going to worry about
my hair at a beastly cricket match.
Beastly cricket match?
to remember that youre the son ...
... of a very famous cricketer ...
... whos playing in probably
his last test match ever.
And its up to you, to say the least of it ...
... to show him enough respect
not to sit in the expensive ...
looking like a Dervish.
Now you go up to your room
this minute and comb your hair.
Sibidus had fled, another new night
had locked the satyrs of my ...
... locked the satyrs of my heart.
And when Auroras opal light ...
Oh no, whats it, the ruddy suckers.
Reggie
Well, thats a nice way to comb
your hair, I must say.
Come here.
Auntie, are you sure you want
to go and see the whole days play?
Of course Im sure.
Why?
Well, you know you are as bored
by cricket as I am.
Reg, you mustnt say that.
Its wicked.
But you admitted it, Auntie.
Dont you remember. We were at ...
- ... Lords that day you said ...
- Well, I wasnt myself at Lords that day.
My feet were terrible.
- Anyway, this is a test match.
- Thats worse. Five ruddy days.
Reggie Palmer, how dare you talk like that.
This is cricket.
Like an institution.
Its historical. Its ...
Well, its been going on for hundreds of years.
Well, were going to the Oval now
and thats flat.
- Come along.
- Oh dear.
I was so near finishing it too.
Well, its for Alexander Whitehead.
You see, when he sent me this photo,
he also said that my Famine to Despair...
... showed promise.
Only the last of these last few stanzas
let down the rest of it.
So Im rewriting it.
And the trouble is, I have to
send it off to him tonight,
New York on Wednesday.
Please Auntie.
- Alright Reg, you can finish it.
- Oh Auntie, thanks awfully.
But mind, as soon as its done,
you're to come up to the Oval.
Half an hour or so should be safe.
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