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"If he can't get the pan or a toasting-fork," said Curtis, disinterestedly, "wouldn't it be as well to have the dough-nuts now, and leave the herrings till supper, eh, Pil? Pity for them to get stale." Pilbury said nothing, but broke off a little piece of the peppermint- rock in a meditative manner, and drummed his feet on the floor.
"Not a bad lark," said Cusack "lots of explosions and things. Philpot told me he could make Pharaoh's serpents, and smells like rotten eggs. We'll get him to coach us, eh, Pil?" "I'm game," said Pil, no less delighted than his friend at this happy thought. And, full of their new idea of "going it steady," the two worthies forthwith sallied out and made hue and cry for Philpot.
Pilbury and Cusack, who at the first alarm had retreated somewhat suddenly to the door, returned as soon as they perceived there was no danger, and were profuse in their praises of the experiment and the experimenter. "Awfully prime, that was!" cried Cusack; "wasn't it, Pil?" "Stunning!" said Pilbury. "Jolly grind that jar bursting up, though," said Philpot, with a troubled countenance.
At last in the press they stumble upon one boy at close quarters, whom Cusack the younger captures forthwith. "Ah, Pil, I was looking for you. Here's the my father, I mean R.N., you know." "How are you, captain?" says the newcomer.
"Well, I don't see why you shouldn't start the House Cricket Club this year, at any rate," said Riddell. "That's just what Tucker and Silk won't do. We wanted them to do it, didn't we, Pil?" "Rather!" said Pil; "and they told us to mind our own business." "Suppose we start it ourselves?" suggested the captain; "I'm a Welcher now, you know.
"Rather!" exclaims Pil, in astonishment. "Why, where have you been? Of course you know who won?" "No," says Cusack, eagerly "who?" "Why, Wyndham! You never saw such a race! At the fourth hurdle from home Wyndham, Bloomfield, Game, Tipper, and Rawson were the only ones left in. Game and Tipper muffed the jump, and it was left to the other three. Bloomfield had cut out grandly.
King Pil. the First, and, God be thanked! the last, was raised to the musnud, we suppose, or whatsoever they call it in Pil.'s jargon. So far there was little but farce; now comes the tragedy. A certain Major Davie was placed with a very inconsiderable garrison in the capital of the Kandyan empire, called by name Kandy.
Pil. said that a certain prince, collaterally connected with the royal house, by name Mootto Sawmé, who had fled to our protection, was, or might be thought to be, the lawful king. Upon which the British general proclaimed him. What followed is too shocking to dwell upon. It is like a dream to say, that this also was agreed to.
They looked like winning, you know, from the very start, didn't they, Pil?" "Yes, a lot you and your friend Pil know about rowing," sneered Parson. "Know as much as you do!" "Pity if you know such a lot you can't put a boat on the river." "I tell you what we'll do," said Cusack. "Pil and I will row any two of your lot; there now. Funk it, eh?"
"You'll have to promise not to fool," said he, presently, "or there'll be a row." "Oh, rather; we won't touch anything without asking, will we, Pil?" replied Cusack. "Awfully brickish of you, Philpot." Philpot took the compliment very complacently, and the two students settled themselves one on either side of the table and waited for operations to begin.
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