Between now and Saturday they would have two clear days to practise.

On Saturday, the Sixth would play the School at three o'clock." And Mr Frampton, there being nothing more to say on this subject, went off to see what his next pleasant little surprise should be.

Bolsover, meanwhile, snarled over the matter in ill-tempered conclaves in the play-ground.
"It's simple humbug," said Farfield, one of the Sixth.

"I defy him to make me play if I don't choose." "I shall stand with my hands in my pockets, and not move an inch," said another.
"I mean to sit down on the grass and have a nap," said a third.
"All very well," said a youngster, called Forrester; "if you can get all the other fellows to do the same.

But if some of them play, it'll look as if you funked it." "Who cares what it looks like ?" said Farfield.