"He looked as if he could have killed us.

He's never forgiven us since that time he was turned off the football field for striking you at The Birches." "No," added Jack Vance; "and then we were the means of old Noaks getting the sack over those fireworks; and that reminds me he's always had a grudge against me for letting out that time that his father was a servant man; and now there's this last row.

Oh yes! he'll do his best now to get us into a bother over that knife of Mugford's." "Of course he will," answered Diggory; "that's what he meant by glaring at us as he did." "I don't care!" exclaimed Jack Vance, with forced bravado; "he can't prove we stole the coins." "Of course he can't," sighed Mugford; "but if there's a row it'll rather spoil our Christmas.".