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"Well, some one must have been cheating," said Parson, a trifle warmly, "when he cut my rudder-lines; and he's not likely to be one of our fellows much more likely to be a schoolhouse cad!" "I'll fight you, you know, Parson!" put in Telson. Riddell saw it was time to interfere. The conversation was drifting into an unprofitable channel, from which it would scarcely work its way out unassisted.
"My dear, these are two of our boys, Telson and Parson." Mrs Patrick regarded the two boys in her usual precise way, and said, "Among so many boys under our roof, I find it impossible to remember every face. And which is Master Telson?" "This is Telson," said Parson. "He's in the schoolhouse, you know " "I do not know," said Mrs Patrick, severely.
"Well, he made out it wasn't honourable to use cribs," said Telson. "Grandmother!" snarled Parson. "Why, Telson, I didn't think you'd have been such a soft!" "No more did I, but somehow oh! I'm awfully sorry, old man; I'll try and get it back." "Doesn't much matter," said Parson, resignedly. "I'm in for it hot to- day." "I'll prompt you all I can," said the repentant Telson.
Telson, fortunately for him, was ignorant of the fact as ignorant, indeed, as Miss Stringer was of the fact that the little dear she was addressing was a Willoughbite. "Telson, ma'am," said Telson, following Parson with longing eyes. "Johnny?" said the lady. "No Augustus," replied the proud bearer of the name. Miss Stringer surveyed him benevolently.
Then it suddenly began to occur to these elated young navigators that if it had been time for the four-oar to turn three minutes ago it was possibly time for them to turn also. "What did he say the time was?" asked King. "Five o'clock!" said Lawkins. "Five o'clock! and call-over is at 5:20! We can't do it in the time!" exclaimed Parson, aghast. "My eye, what a row there'll be," groaned Telson.
Had he been a junior like Telson or Pilbury, it would have been less likely either that Game and Silk would take such trouble to cultivate his acquaintance, or that he would submit himself so easily to their patronage. As it was, he was his own master. Nobody had a right to demand his services, neither had he yet attained to the responsibilities of a monitor.
I say, who's going to lick, you or Welch's?" "Welch's!" exclaimed the company, in general contempt. "It's like their cheek to challenge us. We mean to give them a lesson." "Mind you do," said Telson, "or it'll be jolly rough on Parrett's. No end of a poor show you made at the Rockshire." "Look here, Telson," said Parson, gravely, "suppose we don't talk about that.
It's our painful duty, so you'd better be quiet. We're sorry to have to do it, you know, but it can't be helped. If we find nothing Radical in the diary we'll let you off." It was no use protesting, and poor Bosher had to submit with the best grace he could to hear his inmost thoughts read out in public. "Here, Telson, old man," said Parson, "you read it. Speak out, mind.
Telson had to admit that his turn had come, and relieved himself by announcing that he would prithee his candid chronicler some day in a way which would astonish him. "`Meditations at breakfast, continued the diary. `The world is very big. I am small in the world. I will ambition twenty lines for gross conduct with Harrison throwing bread I repent entirely.
Parson, who ever since the famous breakfast in Riddell's room had looked upon the captain with eyes of favour, replied, "No, I don't think so, I'll go and see if you like." "Thanks. If he's in, tell him I want to speak to him." "All serene. Hold my towel, do you mind? It's Bosher's, and he may try to collar it if he sees me. And tell Telson I'll be back in a second."
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