And there with Sir Percival Grimblethorpe, dirty and sore and more wise in the follies than any other, proudly stood among his fellows. He had survived. He had triumphed. And Millfield, as usual as the devil, had acquired a protector who was as gallant as he was foolish, and as outrageous as he was comic.
Percy knew that life could never be proper, or easy, or peaceful, but it can be wonderfully enjoyable when you live it with nerve, friends, and a very intelligent pig
