"If you insist, you shall have them.
The number of votes for Thurston was sixty-one." "Then, if he got more votes than either Parkes or Fielding, why isn't he elected ?" "Because the doctor would not sanction it.

The names have to be submitted to him for approval, and he appointed Parkes and Fielding." "Did you try to influence him to overlook Thurston ?" demanded Gull angrily.

But an immediate outburst of such cries as "Shame!" "Shut up!" and "Sit down!" showed the speaker he had gone too far, and rendered it unnecessary for Allingford to reply to the question.
"I think," said Fletcher senior, rising to his feet when this interruption had ceased, and looking round with a foxy smile on his face, "that, with all due respect to the gentlemen who have been elected as prefects, it is a great pity that the doctor should not have consented to confirm the choice of the school, and reappoint Thurston.
I think if the matter were laid before him in a proper light he might be induced to reconsider his decision." "Well, will you go and see him about it yourself ?" asked Allingford, with a slight sneer.
"No; of course I shouldn't go alone," returned Fletcher.

"I think it's a matter that should be taken up by the whole school." There was a moment's lull in the proceedings, broken only by a confused murmur of voices; then Acton jumped to his feet.

The football captain was popular with everybody, and the sight of his jovial face and sturdy figure was greeted with a burst of cheers.
"Look here, you fellows," he began.