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"Too true," answered Montagu, with a sigh; "and yet, cool as we now are in our outward intercourse, he little knows how I love him, and yearn for the Eric I once knew. Would to God poor Russell had lived, and then I believe that Williams wouldn't have gone so for wrong." "Well, I think there's another chance for him now that that what name is bad enough, for that Brigson? is gone." "I hope so.

He would have hated it, sir, more even than I do." "Good," said Mr. Rose; "I am sure of it. And now," turning to the offenders, "I shall teach you never to dare again to be guilty of such presumption and wickedness as to-night. I shall punish you according to my notion of your degrees of guilt. Brigson, bring me a cane from that desk." He brought it. "Hold out your hand."

He never paid me; and as you was the young gen'lman in the cheer, I comes to you." Now Eric knew for the first time what Brigson had meant by his threatened revenge. He saw at once that the man had been put up to act in this way by some one, and had little doubt that Brigson was the instigator. Perhaps it might be even true, as the man said, that he had never received the money.

But let me tell you and your hero, that if any of you dare to annoy or lift a finger at me again, you shall do it at your peril. I despise you all; there is hardly one gentlemanly or honorable fellow left among you since that fellow Brigson has come here; yes, I despise you, and you know that you deserve it." And every one of them did shrink before his just and fiery rebuke.

Brigson and Billy, their bodies grown to gigantic proportions, and their faces fierce with demoniacal wickedness, seemed to be standing over him, and demanding five pounds on pain of death. Flights of pigeons darkening the air, settled on him, and flapped about him. He fled from them madly through the dark midnight, but many steps pursued him. He saw Mr.

He had a 'mauvais sujet' to defend the other day, in the person of our old enemy, Brigson, who, having been at last disowned by his relations, is at present a policeman in London." "On the principle, I suppose, of 'Set a thief to catch a thief," said Montagu, with a smile.

Brigson winced back, and said nothing. "As I thought," said Mr. Rose. "Not one boy only, but many, were engaged. I shall call you up one by one to answer me. Wildney, come here." The boy walked in front of the desk. "Were you one of those who threw?" Wildney, full as he was of dangerous and deadly faults, was no coward, and not a liar.

Eric pretended to be ignorant of the harm he was bringing about, and in answer to the indignant and measureless invectives of Montagu and others, professed to see in Brigson a very good fellow; rather wild, perhaps, but still a very good fellow. Brigson hated Montagu, because he read on his features the unvarying glance of withering contempt.

We must get some brandy it's cheaper," said Brigson; and accordingly some brandy was brought in, which the boys diluted with hot water, and soon despatched. "Here! before you're all done swilling," said Brigson, "I've got a health; 'Confound muffs and masters, and success to the anti's." "And their chairman, suggested Wildney. "And their chairman, the best fellow in the school," added Brigson.

It is by no means unfrequent that brothers at school see but little of each other, and follow their several pursuits, and choose their various companions, with small regard to the relationship between them. Yet Eric could not overlook or be blind to the fact, that Vernon's chief friend or leader was the most undesirable whom he could have chosen. It was a new boy named Brigson.