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Christopher had been a year and a half at St. Benedict's when his father received a letter from Mr. Phelps, the games master. The envelope was marked "Confidential."
-"MY DEAR MR. SORRELL,--It seems a beastly sort of thing to write about, but some of the boys here have found out that you are head- porter at an hotel.