Here's a yarn, and it is impressive.

Dunn had planned an extensive walking tour in the Highlands; you know he came out of his exams awfully fagged.

Well, at this particular moment it happened that Balfour Murray--you know the chap that has been running that settlement joint in the Canongate for the last two years--proposes to Dunn that he should spend a few weeks in leading the young hopefuls in that interesting and uncleanly neighbourhood into paths of virtue and higher citizenship by way of soccer and kindred athletic stunts.

Dunn in his innocence agrees, whereupon Balfour Murray promptly develops a sharp attack of pneumonia, necessitating rest and change of air, leaving the poor old chief in the deadly breach.

Of course, everybody knows what the chief would do in any deadly breach affair.