"I've not done yet!" "Mr Philpot!" said Mr Isaacs.
"Philpot be blowed," cried the irate Pilbury, "wait till I'm done." "Order, order," shouted members on all sides.
"Moved by Mr Pilbury, seconded by Mr Philpot," began Isaacs.
"Easy all," cried Philpot, "I've not spoken yet." "Order, order," cried Isaacs.
"Order yourself," retorted Philpot, "I've got a right to speak." "So have I," said Pilbury, "and I was up first." "Forge away," said Philpot, "you'll be all right." "Nothing to do with you if I _am_ all right," snarled Pilbury.
"You seem to think you're the only fellow can talk." "Ays to the right, noes to the left," said Isaacs, in a loud voice.
The House instantly divided, and before either Pilbury or Philpot could make up their minds about proceeding, the motion had been declared lost by a majority of three hundred odd to one.
In a great state of wrath the injured Welchers left the hall, making as much noise as they possibly could in doing so.
As soon as they were gone, Isaacs put the question that Bloomfield be elected Speaker, and this was carried without a division, the schoolhouse fellows not caring to demand one.
Amid loud and long-continued cheers the new Speaker took his seat, and as soon as silence could be restored, said, "I'm much obliged to you all for your vote.

I hope Willoughby won't go down.

I'll try to prevent it for one.

(Loud cheers.) I'm very proud to be elected your Speaker, and feel it quite as much honour as if I was captain of the school." (Loud cries of "So you are!"-- from Parrett's.) "In reference to what one gentleman said about me, I hope you won't believe it.

I'm twelfth in classics.