Now when through delivering his oration, he had returned to his seat to await the proper moment for the payment of his teacher.

The judges were out debating the question as to who had won.

They seemed to be unable to decide who was victorious and beckoned for the teacher to step outside.
They said: "That black nigger has beat the yellow one all to pieces this time, but we don't like to see nigger blood triumph over any Anglo-Saxon blood.

Ain't there any loop-hole where we can give it to Bernard, anyhow ?" "Well, yes," said the teacher eagerly, "on the ground of good behavior." "There you hit it," said the Mayor.

"So we all decide." The judges filed in, and the Mayor arose to announce their decision.
"We award," said he to the breathless audience, "the prize to Bernard Belgrave." "No! no! no!" burst forth from persons all over the house.