It was a strange voice, and the juniors of Greyfriars looked out into the dusky close in surprise. They were standing in the open doorway. The early evening had fallen, but there were still a good many fellows out in the quadrangle. It was a fine, clear, starlit evening, and not much past six o’clock. hallo, hallo !What’s that—ahem—I mean, who’s that ?“ “Hallo, exclaimed Bob Cherry. A fat figure had loomed up in the dusk before them. They saw a good-natured, jolly face, which showed plentiful traces of paint and chalk, as if the fat individual were accustomed to making up for the ring, and did not always succeed in getting the make up quite off afterwards. The stranger bowed to the Greyfriars juniors, so low that his head touched the ground, and then, to their utter amazement, he turned right over, executing a somersault without an effort, and landing right end up again before their bewildered gaze. only hat !“ gasped Wharton. chap must be made of “My “The indiarubber.” indiarubberfulness is terrific.” “The The stranger took off his hat, allow me to introduce myself. If you have a wide “Gentlemen, acquaintance with the crowned heads of Europe, you must have heard of their special chum, Joseph Montgomery Pye—known to his intimates as Monty.” said Harry.& “Never!” Mr. Pye looked sad. You pain me,” he said, had no idea that such a depth of “I ignorance could exist in a public school. You have heard of Julius Caesar?’ yes.’ “Oh, Napoleon Bonaparte?” “And “Certainly!” And not of Montgomery Pye? ” ‘No “ The stranger shook his head sadly.
It was a strange voice, and the juniors of Greyfriars looked out into the dusky close in surprise. They were standing in the open doorway. The early evening had fallen, but there were still a good many fellows out in the quadrangle. It was a fine, clear, starlit evening, and not much past six o’clock. “Hallo, hallo, hallo !What’s that—ahem—I mean, who’s that ?“ exclaimed Bob Cherry. A fat figure had loomed up in the dusk before them. They saw a good-natured, jolly face, which showed plentiful traces of paint and chalk, as if the fat individual were accustomed to making up for the ring, and did not always succeed in getting the make up quite off afterwards. The stranger bowed to the Greyfriars juniors, so low that his head touched the ground, and then, to their utter amazement, he turned right over, executing a somersault without an effort, and landing right end up again before their bewildered gaze. “My only hat !“ gasped Wharton. “The chap must be made of indiarubber.” “The indiarubberfulness is terrific.” The stranger took off his hat, “Gentlemen, allow me to introduce myself. If you have a wide acquaintance with the crowned heads of Europe, you must have heard of their special chum, Joseph Montgomery Pye—known to his intimates as Monty.” “Never!” said Harry.& Mr. Pye looked sad. You pain me,” he said, “I had no idea that such a depth of ignorance could exist in a public school. You have heard of Julius Caesar?’ “Oh, yes.’ “And Napoleon Bonaparte?” “Certainly!” And not of Montgomery Pye? ” ‘No “ The stranger shook his head sadly.
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