I say, I must get a _Templeton Observer_ for the good of the shop." And he flung down a sixpence in the bigness of his heart, and taking the newspaper, darted back to Templeton in a state of jubilation and happiness, which made passers-by, as he rushed down the street, turn round and look after him.
In ten minutes Coote and Heathcote were as radiant as he; and that afternoon the Templeton "Tub" echoed with the boisterous glee of the three heroes, as they played leap-frog with one another in the water, and set the rocks almost aglow with the sunshine of their countenances.
But Nemesis is proverbially a cruel old lady.

She sports with her victims like a cat with a mouse.

And just when the poor scared things, having escaped one terrible swoop of her hand, take breath, she comes down remorselessly with the other hand, and dashes away hope and breath at a blow.
And so it fared with our unlucky heroes.

No sooner had they escaped the fangs of Mr Webster, than they found themselves writhing in the clutches of a new terror, twice as bad and twice as awkward.
In the first flush of escape, Dick had crammed the _Templeton Observer_, which he had paid sixpence for in celebration of the finding of the pencil, into his pocket, and never given it another thought.

During the evening, however, having occasion to search the pocket for another of its numerous contents, he came upon it, and drew it out.
"What's that--the _Templeton Observer_ ?" asked Heathcote, becoming suddenly serious.