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"Please give it up," pleaded Bosher, but he was immediately sat upon by his outraged companions, and forced to listen to the rest of the chronicle. "`Wyndham hath not found his knife. I grieve for Wyndham thinking Cusack and the little Welchers to be the thiefs. I smile when Cusack goes to prison in the Parliament a gross speech is made by Riddell I reply in noble speech for the Radicals."

It was all so quickly done that the luckless Welchers could hardly believe their own senses.

The debt was of long standing, having begun as far back as the middle of the Lent term, when the Welchers had played upon some of Parrett's with a hose from behind their own door, and culminating in the unprovoked outrage upon the luckless Parson on the river that very morning. Now, however, an opportunity was come, and, like all honest men, they determined at once to avail themselves of it.

One of the boys had gone after the shoes that Bob had thrown off a distance from the course. "Ritchie," he said gravely, "feel there." His leader took the shoe, ran his hand into it, and looked into it. "Oh, shame! shame!" he exclaimed with a wrathy face. "Whoever did this deserves to be tarred and feathered." "What is it?" inquired Frank. "An old trick among touts and welchers.

To say nothing of the indignity of being deliberately run down and screwed into the bank by a crew of young "Welchers," the loss of time involved in extricating his boat from the muddy obstacle which held her by the nose, put all chance of getting in in time to go round to Chalker's before chapel out of the question.

When it became known that the Welchers had won the match by an innings and twenty-nine runs, great was the amazement of all Willoughby, and greater still was the mortification of the unlucky Parretts. No more was said about the grand concert in which they intended to celebrate their triumph.

Parson looked hard at the speaker, and then glanced at Telson. Telson glanced back at Parson, and then eyed the Welchers grimly. "You'd promise fair play?" asked Parson. "Of course we would; we always do." "You'd give us fair play, then?" demanded Parson. "Yes, honour bright." "All serene. Telson and I will row you; eh, Telson?" "Rather!" said Telson, "and give them a start too."

So off they went, and the Welchers' practice continued gaily till the bell for call-over sounded. "Riddell," said Cusack, who had become captain's fag since the migration to Welch's, "there's a letter for you." "Where?" asked the captain. "On your table. I saw it there when I was sticking away your pens just now." "You may as well bring it," said Riddell; "I am going to the library."

Bloomfield said something which sounded like "Not at all." "I was especially glad to see the Welchers coming out again," said the doctor, with a friendly nod to Riddell. "Yes," said Fairbairn, who appeared to be alarmingly at his ease; "and Welch's did good service too; that catch of Riddell's saved us a wicket or two, didn't it, Bloomfield?" "Yes," replied Bloomfield.

A few weeks ago the Parrett's juniors had done their best to drown him; now they had done their best to drown him and break his neck and crack his skull all at one onslaught; and as if that wasn't enough, the Welchers had stepped in at the same moment and added poison and suffocation to the other crimes of which the unlucky master was the victim.

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