"I should say fight it out." "All very well for you and me," said Pridgin, "who are comfortably out of it.

But it means a big job for old Tempest.

He'll have to bear the brunt of it." "I can't well drop it when he's told me to give him a list of the youngsters present," said Tempest.
"You certainly are not called upon to give him a list of the day boys." "Well, as I only know one of them, it wouldn't be easy.

If he'd only lagged me, and given me extra drill and lines, it wouldn't have been so bad.

But it was playing it low down to--" Here came a knock at the door, and the school messenger entered with a letter.
"No answer," said he, handing it to Tempest.
It was plain to see by the flush on Tempest's face as he read it that it contained anything but pleasant news.
"It's from Jarman," said he, throwing it down on the table.
Wales took it up and read it.
"Mr Jarman informs Tempest that the list of names required in connection with this afternoon's incident will not be required, as Mr Jarman already has it.