But, as the ordeals of both of the once frisky plebes became more severe, the interest of those outside increased.
Crab-crab-crab! continued Mr.Briggs.

It seemed to him as though his belt-line weighed fully a ton, so hard was it to keep his abdomen off the floor, resting solely on his hands and feet.
Mr.Ellis must have felt that conceit and he could never again be friends, judging by the redness of his face and the straining of his muscles.
An approaching step outside should have been heard by some of the yearlings looking in through the doorway, but it wasn't.
Then, all in an instant, the step quickened, and Lieutenant Topham, O.C.for the day, made for the tent door!.