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"We shall certainly make a point of looking at them again when next we row you," said Ashley, with a sneer. Fairbairn seemed inclined to retort, but a look from Riddell deterred him. "Then you won't row again?" he repeated once more. "No." "Then we claim to-day's race," said Fairbairn. "You can claim what you like," said Game. "And our boat remains at the head of the river."
The three heads of houses, after their brief consultation, went their several ways at least Bloomfield went his, while Riddell and Fairbairn solaced themselves in one another's society. "What is the use of keeping up this farce?" exclaimed Riddell, when they were back in his study. "Isn't it a farce?" "Not a bit of it. I don't think much of this affair at all.
"Anyhow, I don't suppose the Skyrockets will show up again this term," said Telson. "They certainly did not get much encouragement last time," said Riddell, laughing. "You know I don't think you fellows do yourselves justice in things like that. Fellows get to think the only thing you're good at is a row."
Riddell had not been many minutes in class before a message came from the doctor summoning him to the library. On his arrival there he found, to his surprise, Silk standing alone in the middle of the room, while the doctor was quietly writing at his table. "Riddell," said the doctor, as the captain entered, "you reported two boys to me. Only one is here."
Riddell saw he must brave it out; and that being settled, he felt more comfortable, and listened to all the unpleasant things that were said in a composed manner which greatly perplexed his adversaries. Ashley, who seconded Game's motion, was hardly so fortunate in his remarks as his predecessor. "I second the motion, gentlemen," he said. "It's time we made a stand against this sort of thing."
We inquired her history, and, to our horror, discovered that this was indeed Ellen Ogilvie the widow of our poor friend, William Riddell. It was useless attempting to save her; her vital energies were sinking rapidly beneath the injuries which she had received. She revived a little from the effect of some wine which we gave her, and began incoherently to speak of her past life.
Riddell himself, too, found work more than ordinarily difficult that night, but his thoughts were wandering on far less congenial ground than cricket. Supposing that letter did mean something, how ought he to act? It was no pleasant responsibility to have thrown on his shoulders the duty of bringing a criminal to justice, and possibly of being the means of his expulsion.
"He's in a funk about something or other," said Telson. It was getting near now! "What about, do you know?" asked the captain. "Why, you know," said Telson. "About being expelled, you know." "Expelled! What for?" asked Riddell; and the boy's reply gave him a satisfaction quite out of proportion to its merits.
Several schoolhouse fellows protested against the proceedings being interrupted in this way, and even Bloomfield exclaimed across the table, "For goodness' sake, Wibberly, don't bring up that wretched subject again." But those who had watched Riddell had seen him turn suddenly pale at the question, and for a moment make as though he would rush from the room.
"Not much credit in getting a fellow expelled," said Riddell. "Anyhow, it was to your credit sticking by young Wyndham as you did." "I was going to report him for it, though, the very day the matter was explained." "Well, all the more credit for making up your mind to an unpleasant duty like that when you might have shirked it." The bell for chapel began to ring at this point.
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