"Now the question is, shall we play on Saturday, or scratch the match ?" The unanimous verdict was in favour of playing, whatever the result.
"Of course we are never sure of Rollitt until we've got him," said he, "so we may have to play without him." "Would Stratton play for us ?" asked some one.
"No, don't let's go outside and ask masters.

We're in for a licking; but we'll make the best fight we can." So yet another notice appeared on the board before nightfall.
"The School team on Saturday will consist of the following." (Here followed the names, all, of course, on the Classical side.) "A meeting of the clubs is summoned for October 3, at four p.m., in Hall." Of these two announcements the first amused, the second perplexed the good young men of the Modern side.

The new fifteen consisted half of raw outsiders who had never played in a first-class match before, and were utterly unknown to fame on the football field.

But the summons for October 3 was puzzling.

Did it mean a general row, or was the captain going to resign, or was an attempt to be made to expel the mutineers?
Clapperton did not like it.