Still there was a manly ring about his speech which pleased the better disposed section of his audience, some of whom did not even belong to the same house.
Silk followed.

The Welcher monitor was clever to a certain degree, and although he never chose to devote his cleverness to good purposes, he usually managed to get himself listened to when he chose to take the trouble.

And at present, his peculiar position as the deposed head of Welch's gave a certain interest to what he had to say.

Bitter enough it was.
"What chance is there of the school not going down, I should like to know," said he, "when cant is the order of the day?
(Hear, hear.) Of course the school is going down.

What interests can any one have in his house when some one comes and begins by setting the juniors against the seniors and then turning up the whites of his eyes and saying, `What a shocking state of disorder the house is in ?' Why, before `the little stranger'-- (loud laughter)--came to Welch's, the seniors and juniors never fell out," ("Hear, hear," from several quarters), "but now there's a regular mutiny.