Here's young Aspinall here, ahead of you, by long chalks, in classics, and getting a break on at tennis that'll puzzle you to pick up unless you wake up.
You can do as you like; only don't blame me if you get stuck among the louts." For a time, this friendly advice pulled Dick up in his profitless career.

The dread of being considered a "lout" by your senior is a motive which appeals forcibly to most boys; and for a week or so Dick made a feverish show of returning to his outdoor sports, and doing himself justice.
But the effort died away under the claims of the Den.

Den suppers, Den concerts, Den debates, and Den conclaves always somehow managed to clash with Templeton work and play; and even Heathcote found it next to impossible to keep up his batting and his secretarial duties to the honourable fraternity.
"_I_ shall have to jack it up," said he, one day, dolefully to Dick, "Pledge always wants me just when things are going on here.

Hadn't you better get some one else ?" "Bosh! Let Pledge get some one else," said Dick, warmly.

"What right has he got to make you fag for him out of school; that's the very thing we want to stop." "But I rather like the batting.