So it was a packed meeting.
At least they thought so.

But Telson and I showed up, and the whole lot of the Skyrockets, and gave them a lively time of it." "You see," said Telson, eagerly taking up the narrative, "they didn't guess we'd cut up rough, because we've been in rows of that sort once or twice before." Wyndham broke out laughing at this point.
"Have you, really ?" he exclaimed.
"Well," continued Telson, too full of his story to heed the interruption, "they stuck Game in the chair, and he made a frightfully rambling speech about you and that boat-race business.

He said you knew who the chap was, and were sheltering him and all that, and that you were as bad every bit as if you'd done it yourself, and didn't care a hang about the honour of the school, and a whole lot of bosh of that sort.

We sung out `Oh, oh,' and `Question,' once or twice, but, you know, we were saving ourselves up.

So Ashley got up and said he was awfully astonished to hear about it--howling cram, of course, for he knew about it as much as any one did--and he considered it a disgrace to the school, and the only thing to do was to kick you out, and he proposed it." "Then the shindy began," said Parson.