They had not even the credit of refusing to play, but had been ignominiously kicked out.
A council of war was held, in which mutual recriminations, assisted by Fullerton's candid reflections on the situation, occupied a considerable share of the time.
The result of their deliberations was that Clapperton and Dangle went over in no very amiable frame of mind to the captain.
Yorke, as it happened, was having an uneasy conference with his own side at the time.

Delighted as the Classics were at the blow which had been struck at the mutineers, the prospect of almost certain defeat next Saturday made them anxious for compromise.
"If I were you," said Fisher major, "I'd give them a chance of explaining and apologising." "There can be no apology," said Yorke.
"You are quite right in theory," said Denton; "but wouldn't it be rather a crow for them to see that we are licked without them ?" "We mustn't be licked," said the captain.

"We held our own without them yesterday." "Yes; but we were on our own ground, and had a goal to the good before they struck." "I think old Yorke is quite right," said Ranger.

"We may be licked, and if we are they'll crow.

On the other hand, if we let them play now they'll crow worse.