He had the whole field to himself, and no one even near him behind." "But was it not Forrester who got in front of him ?" "Of course he tried to collar him, sir," said Scarfe; "but he's only a little boy, and Jeffreys is a giant.

Jeffreys might have fended him off with his arm, as he did the other fellows who had tried to stop him, or he might have run round him.

Instead of that,"-- and here the speaker's voice trembled with indignation--"he charged dead at him, and ran right over him." Mr Frampton's face clouded over.
"Jeffreys is a clumsy fellow, is he not ?" he asked.
"Yes," said Scarfe; "and if it had been any one else than Forrester, we should all have put it down to his stupidity." "You mean," said the head-master, "that he had a quarrel with Forrester ?" "He hated Forrester.

Every one knew that.

Forrester used to make fun of him and enrage him." "And you mean to tell me you believe this big boy of nineteen, out of revenge, deliberately ran over young Forrester in the way you describe ?" "I'm sure of it, sir," said Farfield unhesitatingly.
"No one doubts it," said Scarfe.
Mr Frampton took an uneasy turn up and down the room.