The Parretts quitted their melancholy teapot, and rushed with one accord to the spot.

And ere they reached it Telson was there, and many a schoolhouse Limpet, and Game, and Ashley, and Wibberly, from Parrett's; and Tucker, and I know not what crowds from Welch's.

And they crowded round, and took sides, and speculated on the result, and cheered impartially every hit.
Far be it from me to describe that fight.

It was no different from twenty other fights that same term, except from the one fact that the combatants were seniors.

No one cared an atom about the quarrels or its merits.