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Updated: June 23, 2025
"But let's knock him about," cried Singh, "and show him that we can bully too." "Won't do," said Glyn slowly. "He's too big and strong." "Yes, he's big and strong; but we shall be two to one." "Ah, you have a lot to learn, Singhy. English gentlemen don't fight like that." There was a smart brush at the school a few days later, which resulted in the cutting of Slegge's comb.
I don't care whether it seems cowardly or whether it doesn't; but I am not going to get up a fight and make an exhibition of myself for the other fellows to see. Once was quite enough; and perhaps after all it's harder work to bear a thing like this than to go over yonder and punch old Slegge's head and have it out." "I don't care whether it is or not," said Singh fiercely.
And it was with this to form the subject of his dreams that he fell fast asleep. On the following morning Glyn entered the class-room early and proceeded to Slegge's desk. "Just as I thought," he said, and he took up one of the writing folio books which lay with other volumes on the desk-cover.
"Why, you were shouting it at me, and pitching into my pillow, thinking it was old Slegge's head." "Get out! I wasn't. I Here, how is it I have got two pillows here? Why, you wretch, you must have thrown one at me to wake me!" There was a sharp rustling, an expiration of breath, and the soft head-rest was hurled back again, just as the jangling noise was repeated more loudly. "There!
There was some colour given to Slegge's assertion that Glyn was there to keep the juniors from tumbling down; for the slow, steady lowering and drawing up of the big buckets had a peculiar fascination for some of the youngest boys, notably the little set whose playtime was nearly all monopolised by hard work to wit, the bowling and fielding for Slegge. Their anxiety was wonderful.
There was a whispered word or two as the pair rose from their seats wondering what it meant, and there were plenty of malicious grins, Slegge's containing the most venom, as he whispered to Burney loud enough for Singh to hear, "Cane!" while Burney's merry little face grew distorted as he caught Glyn's glance, and then began to rub his knuckles in his eyes, as if suggesting what his big friend would be doing when he came back from seeing the Doctor.
Glyn Severn was silent, and soon after, as the two boys turned, they saw a group of their schoolfellows coming down the field laden with bats and stumps, while one carried a couple of iron-shod stakes round which was rolled a stout piece of netting. "Here," said Glyn suddenly, "let's go round the other side of the field. Old Slegge's along with them, and he'll be getting up a quarrel again.
But an end was put to their reception in a very unexpected way, for Wrench suddenly made his appearance, looking very solemn as he hurried off to the two lads with, "The Doctor wants to see you both, sirs, directly, in the study." Slegge's face lit up with a malicious grin. "Haw, haw!" he laughed. "Three cheers, boys! The Doctor wants to see them both in his study. Impositions! Hooray!
"Here, I know," said one; "let's watch for our chance, and get Wrench he'll keep it a secret; he hates Longshanks let's ask him to make a fire under the wash-house copper, and one of us could do it I'll volunteer. I'll smuggle out Slegge's bat, and it wouldn't take long. Just hold it on the fire where it's hottest, and the lead would all melt and run out."
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