Both sprang down to seize it: their heads encountered, but Heriot had the quicker hand; he caught the letter, and cried 'Off!' to me, as on another occasion.

This time, however, he was not between me and the usher.

I was seized by the collar, and shakes roughly.
'You will now understand that you are on a footing with the rest of the boys, you Roy,' said Boddy.

'Little scoundrelly spoilt urchins, upsetting the discipline of the school, won't do here.

Heriot, here is your book.