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Captain Mugford was already in a perspiration from his walk, and, what we boys also noticed with delight, seemed somewhat blown. However, he was jolly, and, flourishing the ever active handkerchief, proposed to Mr Clare that they should row round Leander's Rock, and let the boys follow them! "But at a respectful distance, remember, boys!" We laughed scornfully at his chaff.
We've been friends a long time, and both here and at The Birches, as Diggory says, the Triple Alliance has done wonders and covered itself with glory." However, now it's finished with; but before we break it up, I'm going to call upon you to drink the health of Mr. Mugford.
My uncle says he'll pay for me, and I'm to come back again after Christmas!" "Well, I'm sure!" gasped Jack Vance; "and we've just dissolved the Alliance! We must make it again." "No, you shan't!" shouted "Rats;" "Diggory said you wouldn't. I'm coming in, as Mugford suggested, so it'll have to be a quadruple one next time."
"Of course: the fellows who did it didn't want, I suppose, to be seen talking together too much just before it happened, and so they invented this way of making their plans." "But who can it be?" asked Mugford. "It seems to me it's just like one of those secret society things in Russia." "So it is, and we must find out who they are," answered Diggory, smacking his lips with great relish.
There was the sound of the key turning in the lock of Mr. Blake's door. "Cave!" whispered Mugford. "Tell him about it," added Vance; and giving Diggory a push, they all three darted into their room just as the master emerged from his, arrayed in dressing-gown and slippers.
While working with the large fleet of schooners, which at that time fished in August and September from Cape Mugford to Hudson Bay Straits, I visited as usual the five stations of the Moravian Brethren. They were looking for a new place to put a station, and at their request I took their representative to Cape Chidley in the Strathcona.
"Some one was telling me the other day that there's a curve in the middle." "Hadn't we better go back?" faltered Mugford. "No, you fathead; shut up." The darkness seemed to increase, and the silence grew oppressive. The boys were walking in single file, Diggory leading, and Jack Vance bringing up the rear.
As for Allingford, just let him look out: it'll be my turn to move next, and there's plenty of time to finish the game between now and Christmas." It was a bright, crisp afternoon. Almost everybody hurried away to change for football. "Where's Diggy?" asked Jack Vance, as he and Mugford strolled out to the junior playing field."
He allowed that Mr Clare seemed a very respectable sort of fellow, but then he said "I can't join in all the praise you boys give him; now my idea of a `regular brick' is our `salt tute. He's the sort of man for me. If Captain Mugford only knew Latin and Greek!" Mr Clare was from the north of England.
He and Vance had gone down after morning school into what was called the playroom, to partake of two more of the latter's mince-pies, and on their return to the schoolroom found a crowd assembled round Acton, who, seated on the top of a small cupboard which always served as a judicial bench, was hearing a case in which Mugford was the defendant, while Jacobs and another boy named Cross appeared as plaintiffs.
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