You're bound to listen to me for what's the use of calling me 'pater,' and all that, if you don't mind what I say?
And I'm going to talk seriously, because I feel so.

It's a jolly time, too, getting to the end of the half, and a goal kicked by us first day" (tremendous applause), "after one of the hardest and fiercest day's play I can remember in eight years." (Frantic shoutings.) "The School played splendidly, too, I will say, and kept it up to the last.

That last charge of theirs would have carried away a house.

I never thought to see anything again of old Crab there, except little pieces, when I saw him tumbled over by it." (Laughter and shouting, and great slapping on the back of Jones by the boys nearest him.) "Well, but we beat 'em." (Cheers.) "Ay, but why did we beat 'em?
Answer me that." (Shouts of "Your play.") "Nonsense! 'Twasn't the wind and kick-off either--that wouldn't do it.

'Twasn't because we've half a dozen of the best players in the school, as we have.