His heart stood still.
'What's all this--eh, what ?' said the tones of the wronged uncle.
Oswald spoke up and said it was jungles we were playing, and he didn't know what was up with Daisy.

He explained as well as anyone could, but words were now in vain.
The uncle had a Malacca cane in his hand, and we were but ill prepared to meet the sudden attack.

Oswald and H.O.caught it worst.

The other boys were under the tigers--and of course my uncle would not strike a girl.

Denny was a visitor and so got off.
But it was bread and water for us for the next three days, and our own rooms.