But it was confined to the four ministers and one dominie.

Mr.Ogilvy still hovered about the door of communication, and his face fell more and more, making Mr.Dishart quite unhappy.
"I'm an old fool," the Dominie admitted, "but I can't help being cast down.

The fact is that--I have only heard the scrape of one pen for nearly an hour." "Poor Lauchlan!" exclaimed Mr.Cathro, rubbing his hands gleefully, and indeed it was such a shameless exhibition that the Auld Licht minister said reproachfully, "You forget yourself, Mr.Cathro, let us not be unseemly exalted in the hour of our triumph." Then Mr.Cathro sat upon his hands as the best way of keeping them apart, but the moment Mr.Dishart's back presented itself, he winked at Mr.Ogilvy.He winked a good deal more presently.

For after all--how to tell it! Tommy was ignominiously beaten, making such a beggarly show that the judges thought it unnecessary to take the essays home with them for leisurely consideration before pronouncing Mr.Lauchlan McLauchlan winner.

There was quite a commotion in the school-room.