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Barrett, realizing that unless the keeper took it into his head to climb, which was unlikely, he was as safe as if he had been in his study at Philpott's, chuckled within himself, and listened intently. 'What is it, then? said the keeper. 'Good dog, at 'em! Fetch him out, Jack. Jack barked excitedly, and redoubled his efforts. The sound of scratching proceeded.
The knowing ones, however, gave it as their opinion that the man must have been frightened by something, and so was unable to give the matter his best attention and do himself justice as a connoisseur. 'We had a burglary at my place once, began Reade, of Philpott's House. 'The man
Grey, the captain of the St Austin's Fifteen, was in the infirmary nursing a bad knee. To him came Charles Augustus Walkinshaw with a scheme. Walkinshaw was football secretary, and in Grey's absence acted as captain. Besides these two there were only a couple of last year's team left Reade and Barrett, both of Philpott's House. 'Hullo, Grey, how's the knee? said Walkinshaw.
'That rotter, Reade, said Barrett, also of Philpott's, 'has been telling us that burglary chestnut of his all the morning. I wish you chaps wouldn't encourage him. 'Why, what was it? First I've heard of it, at any rate. Dallas and Vaughan, of Ward's, added themselves to the group. 'Out with it, Reade, said Vaughan. 'It's only a beastly reminiscence of Reade's childhood, said Barrett.
First Jones, of the School House, and Simpson, who raced every yard of the way, and finished in the order named, and then three of Philpott's House in a body. The rest dropped in at intervals for the next quarter of an hour. The Headmaster always made a point of watching the finish of the cross-country run. Indeed, he was generally one of the last to leave.
The two parted at the big gates, Barrett going in the direction of Philpott's, the detective wheeling his machine towards the porter's lodge. Barrett's condition when he turned in at Philpott's door was critical. He was so inflated with news that any attempt to keep it in might have serious results. Certainly he could not sleep that night in such a bomb-like state.
At that very moment the Headmaster, leaving Philpott's House to go to Prater's, was wondering the same thing. In spite of Mr Merevale's argument, he found himself drifting back to his former belief that Jim had run away. What else could keep him out of his House more than three hours after lock-up?
'Drake. 'All right, we'll see. Wonder why the beak doesn't come up. I can't sit here doing Livy all the evening. And yet if we stop he's bound to look in. 'Oh Lord, is that what you've been worrying about? I thought you'd developed the work habit or something. Ward's all right. He's out on the tiles tonight. Gone to a dinner at Philpott's. 'Good man, how do you know? Are you certain?
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