He broke off stameringly.
"That's enough, Mr.Ellis," replied the class president.

"You admit that you thought.

Now, no plebe is capable of thinking.
Your answer, mister, proves you to be guilty of egotism." Then Dick, with the air of a judge, yet with a mocking pretence of gentleness and leniency sounding; in his voice, turned back to Plebe Briggs.
"Mr.Briggs, you will now proceed to relieve your animal spirits by some spirited animal conduct.

The animal that you will represent will be the crab.

Down on your face, mister!" Flat on the floor lay Mr.Briggs.