what is your object, Ponsonby, in coming here “Anb to tell me snapped Mr. Quelch. so?” thought it my duty to do so, sir, as those fellows “I are against ther head said rebellin’ master!” Ponsonby meekly. The Remove master’s lip curled. do not believe for one moment that you thought “I anything of the he answered kind, Ponsonby.” deliberately. fear that you are tale bearing because “I you have some grubge against the boys of my Form. I can only feel contempt for you, Ponsonby! Leave my stuby!” Ponsonby’s cheeks reddened. assure you, sir------” he began. “I is snapped Mr. Quelch. “That enough! Go!” And Ponsonby, compressing his lips, went. He had received no cents for his information, and, thick was his skin was, the cold contempt of the Remove master penetrated it. But that, after all, mattered little to the dandy of Highcliffe. He had effected his purpose, and he was feeling satisfied as he went back to his bicycle. There was an uncomfortable silence in the stuby after he had gone. Mr. Quelch was more annoyed than pleased by the news he had received. But there was no doubt that he had to act on it. He spoke at last. is true, Wingate------” “If this
“Anb what is your object, Ponsonby, in coming here to tell me so?” snapped Mr. Quelch. “I thought it my duty to do so, sir, as those fellows are rebellin’ against ther head master!” said Ponsonby meekly. The Remove master’s lip curled. “I do not believe for one moment that you thought anything of the kind, Ponsonby.” he answered deliberately. “I fear that you are tale bearing because you have some grubge against the boys of my Form. I can only feel contempt for you, Ponsonby! Leave my stuby!” Ponsonby’s cheeks reddened. “I assure you, sir------” he began. “That is enough! Go!” snapped Mr. Quelch. And Ponsonby, compressing his lips, went. He had received no cents for his information, and, thick was his skin was, the cold contempt of the Remove master penetrated it. But that, after all, mattered little to the dandy of Highcliffe. He had effected his purpose, and he was feeling satisfied as he went back to his bicycle. There was an uncomfortable silence in the stuby after he had gone. Mr. Quelch was more annoyed than pleased by the news he had received. But there was no doubt that he had to act on it. He spoke at last. “If this is true, Wingate------”