Game and that lot are awfully down on him about it.

They'd like to make up the team entirely of Parretts, but it seems they can't do without us for once! Of course you'll play." "Oh, yes," said Riddell; "he's captain of the eleven; I must." "Hurrah.

Well, you'll have to turn up at the Big practices, of course, during the next three days.

There's one at three this afternoon and another at 6:30, and if you like to come down for an hour after first school I'll give you some balls at the nets." This was Tuesday.

The Rockshire match was to come off on Saturday, and between now and then, as Riddell well knew, every spare moment he could call his own would have to be devoted to cricket.
Personally, with the burden of the secret of young Wyndham's knife upon him, he would have been glad enough of some excuse for avoiding the honour even of a place in the first eleven.