"What! are we all turning sneaks and cowards?
Here, Wildney, won't you?
you were abusing Rose just now." "Yes, I will," said Wildney, but with no great alacrity.

"You'll not have done till you've got us all expelled, I believe." "Fiddle-stick end! and what if we are?
besides, he can't expel half the school." First two or three more offered, and then a whole lot, gaining courage by numbers.

So the plot was regularly laid.

Pietrie and Graham were to put out the lights at each end of one table immediately after tea, and Wildney and Brooking at the other, when the study fellows had gone out.
There would then be only Mr.Rose's candle burning, and the two middle candles, which, in so large a room, would just give enough light for their purpose.

Then all the conspirators were to throng around the door, and from it aim their crusts at Mr.Rose's head, Not nearly so many would have volunteered to join, but that they fancied Mr.Rose was too gentle to take up the matter with vigor, and they were encouraged by his quiet leniency towards Eric the night before.