I'd a great mind to lick him for his impudence; but, after all, one has no right to be laying traps, so I didn't.

Of course I was at his mercy till the end of the half, and in his weeks my study was so frowzy I couldn't sit in it." "They spoil one's things so, too," chimed in a third boy.

"Hall and Brown were night-fags last week.

I called 'fag,' and gave them my candlesticks to clean.

Away they went, and didn't appear again.