And what has the schoolhouse done to you ?" said Mr Parrett, leaning back in his chair and pushing his plate away.
It wasn't an easy question, but Parson felt something ought to be said.
"Some of them are rather cads, sir," he said.
("Parson," whispered Telson.

"I'll fight you when you get outside.") "I mean, sir," said Parson, hurriedly, "that is--( I beg pardon, Telson, old man, I didn't mean)--they don't like us, and--" "And we don't like them," said Lawkins.
"And you think they ought to like you ?" asked Mr Parrett, severely.
This was a poser.

The Parrett juniors had never asked themselves the question before.
"Now listen to me," said Mr Parrett.

"I'm angry with you, and I'm going to punish you.

I am not angry with you for capsizing me this afternoon.