I warn you now.

Rules are made to be kept, and you must keep them.
Pontifex--" The Captain had to stop; for the Den, which had stood in breathless silence thus far, sprang, at the mention of the name, into a cheer which spoke quite as much for the tension of their own feelings at this moment as for their affection for the old Captain.
Mansfield let them have it out; he liked them none the worse for their love to his friend, and what he had to say would by no means spoil by keeping till the cheers were over.
They were over at last.

The sight of the Captain there, tall, upright, determined, with his dark eyes bent on them, cut them short and brought the Den back to silence as deep as that which had just been broken.
"Pontifex was fond of you youngsters.

He said to me a day or two before he went, 'Give the little chaps a chance.'" They could not help it; Captain or no Captain, they must cheer again.
And again Mansfield waited patiently and ungrudgingly till it was over.
"This is why I've come here to-night.

You have your chance.