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"The battle's won!" cried O'Gree, with much gesticulation, as soon as Waymark returned. "The campaign's at an end! I'm sorry if I've driven your friend away, but I was bound to tell you." "All right. Let me have a description of the manoeuvres." "Look here, my boy," said O'Gree, with sudden solemnity, "you've never been very willing to talk to me about her.

Waymark remembered O'Gree's chance meeting with the Swiss, but had heard nothing of him since; nor indeed had O'Gree till a day or two ago. "How do things go?" Waymark inquired heartily. "Found a better school?" "No, no, my friend," returned Egger, in his very bad English. "At the school I made my possible; I did till I could no more. I have made like Mr.

O'Gree, unable to speak for mirth, nodded his head, and presently Sally returned, followed by Mr. Egger. Waymark scarcely recognised his old friend, so much had the latter changed: instead of the old woe-begone look, Egger's face wore a joyous smile, and his outer man was so vastly improved that he had evidently fallen on a more lucrative profession.

At this point the conversation was interrupted by a knock at the door, followed by the announcement that a gentleman named O'Gree wished to see Mr. Waymark. Waymark smiled at Julian. "Don't run away," he said. "You ought to know O'Gree in the flesh." The teacher came into the room with a rush, and was much taken aback at the sight of a stranger present.

"We pass, you observe, Mr. Casti," cried the ex-teacher, "from the region of commerce to that of domestic intimacy. Here Mrs. O'Gree reigns supreme, as indeed she does in the other department, as far as presiding genius goes. She's in all places at once, like a birrud! Mr.

O'Gree started from the fireside, snatched up the poker, brandished it wildly about his head, and burst into vehement exclamations. "Ha! ha! you've come in time, sir; you've come in time to hear my resolution. I can't stand ut any longer; I won't stand ut a day longer! Mr. Waymark, you're a witness of the outrageous way in which I'm treated in this academy the way in which I'm treated both by Dr.

The boys were filing out of the room, when, 'Mr. O'Gree! cries Pendy. 'Sir! I reply. 'The boys were called late this morning, I hear. 'No such thing, sir, I assure 'um. 'Half-past six to the minute, by my watch. 'Oh, your watch, Mr. O'Gree, cries the old reprobate.

With a grip impossible even to struggle against, Waymark held the young imp under his arm, and plied the broken pointer with great vigour; the stripes were almost as loud as the roarings. There was a rush from the rooms below in the direction of the disturbance; all the boys were in a trice leaping about delightedly on the stairs, and behind them came O'Gree, Egger, and Dr. Tootle himself.

O'Gree managed to place himself at Sally's left hand, and led the conversation with the natural ease of an Irishman, especially delighted if Sally herself seemed to appreciate his efforts to be entertaining. "Now, who'd have thought of the like of this." he exclaimed. "And we came in here by the merest chance; sure, there's a fatality in these things. We've walked all the way from Hammersmith."

"Bedad, my boy," exclaimed O'Gree, "I'm devilish sorry! I wouldn't have had it happen for a quarter's salary, though I sadly need a new pair of breeches. She's a supercilious cat-o-mountain, and she loses no opportunity of insulting me, but after all she's a woman." "By-the-by, Waymark," he added in a moment, "what a stunner the new governess is!