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Updated: June 2, 2025


"You see how he turns on his pets if they offend him," said Brigson; "why, even that old beast Gordon isn't as bad." "Yes; while poor Eric was reading, Rose reminded me of Milton's serpent," drawled Bull; "Hope elevates and joy brightens his crest." "He-e-ar! He-e-ar!" said Pietrie; "vide the last fifth form Rep."

"We must separate and run different ways, or we've no chance of escape. We'd better turn towards the town to put them off the right scent," said Eric again. "Don't leave me," pleaded Wildney; "you know I can't run very fast." "No, Charlie, I won't;" and grasping his hand, Eric hurried him over the style and through the fields, while Pietrie and Graham took the opposite direction.

"My word! we've had nothing but lectures lately," said Brooking. "Horrid little Owenite saint." "Saint! sneak, you mean. I'll teach him," growled Pietrie, and jumping up, he belabored Wright's head with the Latin grammar out of which he had just been cribbing. The whole room was in confusion and hubbub, during which Wright sat stock still, quietly enduring without bowing to the storm.

"Now the evidence of Pietrie and Carter is of no use, because Carter himself admitted that boys often enter the room by the window; a fact to which we shall have to allude again. "We admit the evidence about the ink and wafers.

"As for me, I've nearly left it off," said Montagu, "and I think Rose convinced me that it was a mistake. Not that he knows that I ever did smoke; I should be precious sorry if he did, for I know how he despises it in boys. Were you in school the other day when he caught Pietrie and Brooking?" "No."

So Eric went and sat by his dangerous little friend, and they talked in low voices until they heard the great school clock strike one. They then woke Pietrie, and Eric went off to bed again. At three Graham awoke him, and dressing hastily, he joined the others in the lavatory. "Now, I'm going to get the key," said Wildney, "and mean to have a stomach-ache for the purpose."

He saw the man's light gradually getting more distant, and said, "All right now, Charlie. We must make the best of our way home." "Are you sure he's gone?" said Wildney, who had not yet recovered from his fright. "Quite; come along. I only hope Pietrie and Graham ain't caught." They got back about half-past four, and climbed in unheard and undetected through the window pane.

Next evening, when preparation began, Pietrie and Graham got everything ready for a carouse in their class-room. The cook had roasted for them the fowls and pigeons, and Billy had brought an ample supply of beer and some brandy for the occasion. A little before eight o'clock everything was ready, and Eric, Attlay, and Llewellyn were summoned to join the rest.

You should have heard how Rose thundered and lightened at him for his lying, and then sent him to the Doctor. I never saw him so terrific before." "You don't mean to say you were convinced it was wrong because Brooking was caught, and told lies do you? Non sequitur." "Stop not so fast." Very soon after Rose twigged Pietrie, who at once confessed, and was caned.

"It's something to me that you nice young men have been making such a row that none of the rest of us can hear our own voices, and that, between you, you've made this study in such a mess that I can't endure it." "Pooh!" said Pietrie; "we're all getting such saints, that one can't have the least bit of spree now-a-days."

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