We aren't going to be done out of our cricket to please anybody! (Tremendous enthusiasm and waving of caps.) We intend to turn out as stiff a house eleven as ever played in the fields, and some fine day you fellows will see Railsford's play the School and win.
(Applause.) Yes, and we'll have a second eleven, too.

(Rather! from the juniors.) Mr Railsford is going to back us up.

(Cheers.) He played in his college eleven at Cambridge, and he's promised to give up all his Saturdays to the end of the term to coach us.

(Three cheers for Railsford.) Now the last thing--" "Whatever else can there be ?" said the baronet, in a perspiration of fervour.
"Some of you may open your eyes when I mention it, but I know you won't funk it.

We mean to get hold of all the School prizes at Grandcourt this term, if we can.