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Beetle talks to us as if we were a lot of blackguards and and all that. And when they've hung us up to dry, they go out and slam the door like a house-master. All your fault, Tulke." "But I didn't kiss her." "You ass! If you'd said you had and stuck to it, it would have been ten times better than what you did," Naughten retorted.

But all I can say is that if I'd been collared in a similarly disgustin' situation, and had offered the same explanation Tulke has, I I wonder what you'd have said. However, it seems on Tulke's word of honor " "And Tulkus beg pardon kiss, of course -Tulkiss is an honorable man," put in Stalky.

Oyez!" shouted Beetle, after the manner of Bideford's town crier, "Tulke has reason to believe! Three cheers for Tulke!" They were given. "It's all our giddy admiration," said Stalky. "You know how we love you, Tulke. We love you so much we think you ought to go home and die. You're too good to live, Tulke." "Yes," said McTurk. "Do oblige us by dyin'. Think how lovely you'd look stuffed!"

Tulke swept up the road with an unpleasant glare in his eye. "That means a prefects' meeting sure pop," said Stalky. "Honor of the Sixth involved, and all the rest of it. Tulke'll write notes all this afternoon, and Carson will call us up after tea. They daren't overlook that." "Bet you a bob he follows us!" said McTurk. "He's King's pet, and it's scalps to both of 'em if we're caught out.

McTurk's lank frame stiffened in every muscle and his eyelids dropped half over his eyes. That last was a war-signal. The eight or nine seniors, their faces very set and sober, were ranged in chairs round Carson's severely Philistine study. Tulke was not popular among them, and a few who had had experience of Stalky and Company doubted that he might, perhaps, have made an ass of himself.

"Then we had to ask him how every other word was spelt, of course, and he gibbered a lot more. It was what you might call a final exhibition a last attack a giddy par-ergon." "But o' course he was blind squiffy when he wrote the paper. I hope you explained that?" said Stalky. "Oh, yes. I told Tulke so. I said an immoral prefect an' a drunken house-master were legitimate inferences.

Tulke had called three prefects' meetings in two terms, till the Head had informed the Sixth that they were expected to maintain discipline without the recurrent menace of his authority. Now, it seemed that they had made a blunder at the outset, but any right-minded boy would have sunk the legality and been properly impressed by the Court. Beetle's protest was distinct "cheek."

"Well, you chaps deserve a lickin'," cried one Naughten incautiously. Then was Beetle filled with a noble inspiration. "For interferin' with Tulke's amours, eh?" Tulke turned a rich sloe color. "Oh, no, you don't!" Beetle went on. "You've had your innings. We've been sent up for cursing and swearing at you, and we're goin' to be let off with a warning! Are we? Now then, you're going to catch it."

I don't know who comes out of it worst: Tulke, who happens to have been caught; or the other fellows who haven't. And we " here he wheeled fiercely on the other two "we've got to stand up and be jawed by them because we've disturbed their intrigues." "Hang it! I only wanted to give you a word of warning," said Carson, thereby handing himself bound to the enemy. "Warn? You?"

"Um!" said Stalky, and was silent for at least a minute. "Hullo! Where are you chaps going?" A bend of the lane brought them face to face with Tulke, senior prefect of King's house a smallish, white-haired boy, of the type that must be promoted on account of its intellect, and ever afterwards appeals to the Head to support its authority when zeal has outrun discretion.