"But I say, Williams," he continued, laughing, "you _did_ look so funny in the whiskers." At this juncture they heard all the study-boys running down stairs to the library, and, lost in conjecture, retired to their different rooms.
"What do you think he'll do to us ?" asked Eric.
"I don't know," said Duncan uneasily; "flog us, for one thing, that's certain.

I'm so sorry about that basin, Eric; but it's no good fretting.
We've had our cake, and now we must pay for it, that's all." Eric's cogitations began to be unpleasant, when the door opened, and somebody stole noiselessly in.
"Who's there ?" "Upton.

I've come to have a chat.

The Doctor's like a turkey-cock in sight of a red handkerchief.

Never saw him in such a rage." "Why, what's he been saying ?" asked Eric, as Upton came and took a seat on his bed.
"Oh! he's been rowing us like six o'clock," said Upton, "about 'moral responsibility,' 'abetting the follies of children,' 'forgetting our position in the school,' and I don't know what all; and he ended by asking who'd been in the dormitories.