Fancy his staying behind to light the reading-room gas, and telling Lucas he'd only just come! Why, he did more of the wrecking than any two of us put together." "D'you think young Grundy's to be trusted ?" asked Noaks.
"Oh yes," answered Hawley; "he's been on our side all along.

He had a fight with young what's-his-name not long ago, about that skit on the Town match.

Besides, I've told him that if it gets out that he had a hand in that Browse business, he'll be expelled.

So he'll keep his mouth shut right enough." "Oh, by-the-bye," cried Thurston, turning to his particular chum, "have you heard anything more about that poem of yours ?" Fletcher senior, who had been sitting all this time scowling in silence at the candle, answered shortly, "No." "Hullo!" returned his friend, "what's the matter?
You seem precious glum to-night.

What's up?
Are you going to chuck this business and turn good ?" "You asked me whether I'd heard anything more about that rhyme I wrote," answered the other, rousing himself, and speaking with a thrill of anger in his voice.