“Well，Iwon’tgoon。Thinkitoverforyourselves。You’llfind，Ibelieve，thathedon’tmeddlewithanyonethat’sworthkeeping。Andmindnow，Isayagain，lookoutforsquallsifyouwillgoyourownway，andthatwayain’ttheDoctor’s，forit’llleadtogrief。YouallknowthatI’mnotthefellowtobackamasterthroughthickandthin。IfIsawhimstoppingfootball，orcricket，orbathing，orsparring，I’dbeasreadyasanyfellowtostandupaboutit。Buthedon’t；heencouragesthem。
Didn’tyouseehimoutto-dayforhalfanhourwatchingus？“
loudcheersfortheDoctor；“andhe’sastrong，trueman，andawiseonetoo，andapublic-schoolmantoo“cheers，“andsolet’ssticktohim，andtalknomorerot，anddrinkhishealthastheheadofthehouse。“Loudcheers。“AndnowI’vedoneblowingup，andverygladIamtohavedone。Butit’sasolemnthingtobethinkingofleavingaplacewhichonehaslivedinandlovedforeightyears；andifonecansayawordforthegoodoftheoldhouseatsuchatime，why，itshouldbesaid，whetherbitterorsweet。IfIhadn’tbeenproudofthehouseandyou——ay，nooneknowshowproud——Ishouldn’tbeblowingyouup。Andnowlet’sgettosinging。ButbeforeIsitdownI
mustgiveyouatoasttobedrunkwiththree-times-threeandallthehonours。It’satoastwhichIhopeeveryoneofus，whereverhemaygohereafter，willneverfailtodrinkwhenhethinksofthebrave，brightdaysofhisboyhood。It’satoastwhichshouldbindusalltogether，andtothosewho’vegonebeforeandwho’llcomeafterushere。ItisthedearoldSchool-house——thebesthouseofthebestschoolinEngland！“
Mydearboys，oldandyoung，youwhohavebelonged，ordobelong，tootherschoolsandotherhouses，don’tbeginthrowingmypoorlittlebookabouttheroom，andabusingmeandit，andvowingyou’llreadnomorewhenyougettothispoint。Iallowyou’veprovocationforit。Butcomenow——wouldyou，anyofyou，giveafigforafellowwhodidn’tbelieveinandstandupforhisownhouseandhisownschool？Youknowyouwouldn’t。