Her eyes showed unmistakable gratitude as the teacher appeared, for his approach meant that she would be relieved from the three elder children.

Waymark called sharply to his pupils to come and take their places, but without any attention on their part.

Master Felix openly urged the rest to assume a defiant attitude, and began to improvise melodies on a trumpet formed by rolling up a copy-book.
"Felix," said Miss Enderby, "give me your copy-book and go to the drawing-lesson." The boy removed the trumpet from his mouth, and, waving it once round his head, sent it flying across the room at the speaker; it hit her on the cheek.

In the same minute, Waymark had bent across his knee a large pointer which stood in a corner of the room, and had snapped it into two pieces.

Holding the lighter of these in one hand, with the other hand he suddenly caught Master Felix by the coat-collar, and in a second had him out of the room and on to the landing.