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"Come along, boys, old Senna's going to show us his museum and his doctor's shop." Mercer banged down the lid of the corn-bin, and was struggling hard to get the hasp over the staple and the padlock on, when Burr major seized him and dragged him away. "No, no," roared Mercer. "Here, Burr junior, catch hold."
He led the way down a long passage to another staircase, ran up, and I recognised the floor where our bed room was, when, just as we were making a rush for it, a door opened, and the big fat boy Dicksee came out, stared, and then burst into a roar of laughter. "Oh, here's a game!" he shouted. "Old Senna's been diving after podnoddles, and giving the new chap lessons."
There was a roar of laughter at this, for the boys always laughed at Burr major's jokes. "No; I know," said Hodson. "One of old Senna's patients that he killed, left it him in his will." I saw Mercer turn scarlet. "Did you ever take it to pieces, and stuff it again, Senna?" and there was another roar of laughter. "He did, I know, and that's why it won't go."
"If you do, I shan't, bully," I said, and he turned upon me more astonished than ever, and then burst into a fit of derisive laughter. "He's mad," he cried. "Here, boys, Senna's been gammoning him into taking some of his physic, and he don't know what he's saying." "Dicksee Burr major. Come, boys." Mr Rebble was standing in the schoolhouse doorway, and all but Burr major ran off.
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