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Nothing was got out of him, however; and, getting between the boys and the door of the shed, Slegge tortured one after the other, but could not find a traitor to impeach the rest.
And here he took a piece of paper out a piece that he had torn from Slegge's exercise-book and laid beside it the unfolded blotting-paper. Slegge made a dash at them, but Glyn was too quick. Throwing one hand behind his back, he pressed Slegge with the other fiercely against the fence. "There!" he cried triumphantly. "That's like confessing it. Come on to the Doctor. There's Mr Morris yonder. Mr "
"Oh, he won't come for that, sir," growled the man addressed; but he made the long cart-whip he carried crack loudly three times in obedience to the order; and as the fresh party drew as near to the orchard as they cared to go, after all had given a furtive glance round for a way to escape, the low grumbling muttering grew louder; while as the animal moved right into sight so did those who were watching him, and Slegge and his companions saw Glyn and Singh approach.
Ah," he continued, to himself, "I have promised the poor little chap that I'll lick Master Slegge, and Hullo! What's this? What does old Morris mean by giving me half-used paper, and the other fellows new?"
"Well, what would you do then?" cried Singh. "Well, sir, I shouldn't stop here till you two gents had done schooling." Then, picking up his two water-cans once more, the Doctor's footman trudged off towards the house. "That must have been old Slegge who threw his boots at him," said Singh thoughtfully. "What a disagreeable fellow he is!" "Yes," said Glyn. "I wish I had been there to stop it.
"No!" cried Glyn, raising his other hand to catch Slegge by the wrist. "Not till I've made you do what the Doctor asked for taken you to his room and made you confess." "Confess? I haven't got anything to confess. You are mad, and I don't know what you mean," cried Slegge, whose face was now white. "Let go, or I'll call for help." "Do," cried Glyn, "and I'll expose you before everybody.
"He means his nose," whispered little Burton. "It has been ever since Severn came. I never heard it snap back; did you?" "I saw him blow it several times," said the companion to whom he spoke, "and I saw his pocket-hanky after, and, oh my!" "What are you two boys plotting there?" snarled Slegge. "My ears are sharper than you think, and if you don't want yours pulled you had better drop it."
Slegge, Senior not the pupil, for there was no other boy of the same name in the school, but Slegge pere, as Monsieur Brohanne would have termed him being sole proprietor of the great wholesale mercantile firm of Slegge, Gorrock and Dredge, Italian warehousemen, whose place of business was in the City of London, and was, as Slegge insisted, "not a shop."
The next minute Singh was walking quietly away by his companion's side; but his arm kept giving a sharp jerk as Slegge went on speaking more and more loudly, uttering words so that the friends might hear. "I don't care," said Slegge; "you fellows can do what you like, but I am not going to believe it. It's all a got-up thing.
That something had been done was proved two days later, for the intervening day had been wet; and as usual, on the second day, when it was time to turn out in the grounds, Slegge ordered up his little band of slaves and marched them to the cricket-shed for the necessary implements.
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