[The Triple Alliance by Harold Avery]@TWC D-Link bookThe Triple Alliance CHAPTER XIV 5/8
He may--" "Trevanock, stop talking," interrupted Mr.Greyling.
"If I have to speak to you again for inattention, you'll stay in and work out these examples after twelve." At length the faint jangle of the bell announced the fact that the eventful hour had arrived: the Lower Fourth passed on into the big schoolroom, and were dismissed with the other classes. Jack betrayed not the least sign of excitement, and insisted on going down into the grub-room to feed two white mice before setting out for the "front." His two friends, however, weighed down with anxiety, and with dismal forebodings as to the result of the coming conflict, were obliged to seek support by informing "Rats" of what was about to take place, and begging him to give them the benefit of his cheering company. Young "Rats," who was always ready to take part in anything from a garden party to a game of marbles, immediately accepted the invitation. "Jolly glad you told me," he cried; "wouldn't have missed seeing it for anything.
Jack Vance and Grundy--whew-w-w!" The long whistle with which he concluded the sentence had certainly an ominous sound, but the appearance of their principal was the signal for the seconds to hide their fears under an assumed air of jovial confidence. "You'll be certain to lick him, Jack," said Diggory, with a face as long as a fiddle;--"won't he, 'Rats' ?" "Lick him!" answered "Rats;" "I should think so! Lick him into fits; I could do it myself." "He's a beastly bully," added Mugford solemnly; "and bullies always get licked--in books." "I don't care," answered Jack jauntily, "if I lick him or not, but I know he'll find me a pretty hard nut to crack." Ronleigh had no recognized duelling-ground, but when a premeditated encounter did take place, the combatants usually resorted to a little patch of grass situated between the back of the pavilion and the edge of the adjoining field.
Here it was possible to conduct an affair of honour without much fear of interruption. Grundy was already at the trysting-place, accompanied by Andson, a chum from the Upper Fourth, and Fletcher junior.
It was quite an informal little gathering, and the business was conducted in a free-and-easy manner, and with an entire absence of the cut-and-dried ceremony which characterized similar undertakings in the palmy days of the prize ring. "Look here, young Vance," said Grundy, "if you like to apologize for calling me a liar, I'll let you off; if not, I'm going to punch your head." "Punch away!" answered Jack stolidly, and all further attempt at pacification was abandoned. The principals took off their coats and collars, while their companions drew aside to give them room, and the signal was given to commence the action. Grundy made no attempt at any display of science; he simply relied on his superior strength and size, and charged down upon his adversary with the intention of thumping and pounding him till he gave in.
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