And of course there's an awful row on.

They say they'll make him tell, or kick him out of the school or something.
They're in no end of a rage." "Why doesn't he tell who it is ?" asked Wyndham.
"Oh, he says he's not sure, or something like that.

But I dare say he'll tell you all about it this evening.

You're to be sure and turn up, he says, at preparation time." And off went this vivacious messenger, leaving Wyndham in a considerable state of astonishment and perturbation.
What did Riddell want him for?
He had not seen him since that evening, a week ago, when he had so nearly confessed to him about Beamish's.

He hardly liked not to go now, although he knew it would be hard to avoid letting out the wretched secret which he had promised Gilks and Silk to keep.
Besides, uneasy as he was about this, he could not help feeling excited about what Cusack had just told him of the boat-race affair.