2/18 That's what I'd do, and I'll tell--" "Now then, Rathbone," cried Smith, entering at that moment, "it's your turn to look after the grub, remember. Look alive, or we shall have no breakfast." It was a curious indication of the power that was in my friend Smith, that Rathbone--though the words of mutiny were even then on his lips-- quietly got up and went off to his allotted duties without saying a word. How will this do? That leave be given to the boys to talk to one another when not in class. That detention for bad marks given by Miss Henniker be abolished. |