I'm willing--" Neil jumped to his feet.

A burst of martial music swept up to them as the school band, followed by a host of their fellows, turned the corner of the building.
"Come on, Paul," he cried; "get your coat on.

Mr.Brill will excuse us if we leave him; we mustn't keep the fellows waiting.

And we can think the matter over, eh, Paul?
And we'll let him know in the morning.

Here's your coat.