He had spied Mr.Rippenger's head at the playground gate.

I had just time to see Heriot and the usher in collision before I ran through the gate and into Julia's arms in her garden, whither the dreadful prospect of an approaching catastrophe had attracted her.
Heriot was merely reported guilty of insolence.

He took his five hundred lines of Virgil with his usual sarcastic dignity: all he said to Mr.
Rippenger was, 'Let it be about Dido, sir,' which set several of the boys upon Dido's history, but Heriot was condemned to the battles with Turnus.

My share in this event secured Heriot's friendship to me without costing me the slightest inconvenience.

'Papa would never punish you,' Julia said; and I felt my rank.