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Bosher locked and bolted the door, and at every sound the poor, foolish girl grew more and more unhappy, and more cut off from all hope and all happiness. Mrs. Bosher's bonnet and Mrs. Bosher's name were enough to terrify any young person with a bad conscience.
"Look out now!" suddenly broke in Parson, who had been gradually getting excited where he stood; "there's the Welchers coming! Pull hard, you fellows, or they'll cut us out. Now then! Row, Bosher, can't you, you old cow? Yah! hoo! Welchers ahoy!" he cried, raising his voice in tones of derisive defiance. "Yah! boo! herrings and dough-nuts, jolly cowards, daren't wait for us! Booh, funk-its!"
Kate Langley Bosher, Mrs. J. Allen Watts, Mrs. W. T. Yancey, Mrs. C. E. Townsend, Mrs. W. W. King, Mrs. J. H. Whitner, Mrs Faith W. Morgan, Mrs. Robert Barton; secretaries, Mrs. Alice M. Tyler, Miss Adele Clark, Mrs. Grace H. Smithdeal, Miss Roberta Wellford, Miss Lucinda Lee Terry; treasurers: Mrs. C. P. Cadot, Mrs. E. G. Kidd; auditors: Mrs. John S. Munce, Mrs. Henry Aylett Sampson, Mrs.
On their arrival at the school some half-hour later, Parson, Telson, Bosher, King, and Lawkins were informed that, having been reported for being absent at call-over, the captain wished to see them in his study after breakfast the next morning. Later on that same evening another notice reached them that they were wanted in Mr Parrett's room at once. Mr Parrett was a popular master at Willoughby.
No one knows and Wyndham is to be expelled. I joy much Riddell knoweth it. Telson telleth Parson that Riddell is gross expelling for Beamish's and Wyndham weepeth in private. I smile at the practice Mr Parrett bowleth me balls. I taketh them and am out." If Bosher could have seen the effect of this elegant extract upon the captain he would probably have "joyed" with infinite self-satisfaction.
In the midst of the laughter that greeted the conclusion of Grinder's story it was seen that Mr Bosher had become black in the face. He was waving his arms and writhing about like one in a fit, his goggle eyes bursting from their sockets, whilst his huge stomach quivering spasmodically, alternately contracted and expanded as if it were about to explode.
Bosher was a little shaky occasionally in his punctuation, which will explain any apparent incoherence in the above and following sentences. "`I sang as I dressed except while washing The Minstrel Boy. Started out at 6:2 met Parson in the Big. Parson thinks too much of himself." "Sharp chap, Bosher," said King.
The next ball comes but before it has left the bowler's hand young Wyndham has begun to run. Loud shouts and laughter follow his headlong progress. "Well run, sir; put it on!" scream Parson and Telson. "Stop thief!" howl Bosher and his friends. "He's gaining, there! Pull yourself together!" cry Cusack and Pilbury.
"Well then, say `I'm a beastly cad, and a funk, and a sneak, and I knuckle under and will never do it any more." "I'm a beastly cad," gasped Parson, choking with shame, anger, and sulphuretted hydrogen, "and a funk, and a sneak, and I knuckle under and will never do it any more." "Now all the rest of you say it!" Telson, Bosher, and King obeyed, one after the other. "Is that all of you?"
The conversation now became general and at times highly philosophical in character, although Mr Bosher did not take much part, being too busily engaged gobbling up the biscuits and tea, and only occasionally spluttering out a reply when a remark or question was directly addressed to him.
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