'Good morning, Richard.

Good morning, Edward.' Ted, who was painfully conscious of the large ink-splashes on the master's white trousers, kicked awkwardly at a buried stone, but Dick replied cheerily enough.
The attitude of the master throughout that morning was quite inexplicable to the scholars; he made no allusion whatever to the crimes of which Dick and Ted had been guilty, and gave no hint that he harboured any intentions that were not entirely generous and friendly.

The two culprits, working with quite astounding assiduity, were beset with conflicting emotions.

Dick, who had a vague sort of insight into the master's character, was prepared for the worst, and yet not blind to the possibility of a free pardon.

Ted, after the first hour, was joyous and over-confident.
Mr.Peterson called during the morning and conferred with Joel for a few minutes.