"Stop this row!" he said peremptorily.

"Tilbury and Dimsdale, you get out of here, and write fifty lines each for being off your floor after eight." "We only came to ask Herapath what Latin we've to do this term; and there's no preparation for to-morrow." "Well, if this is your way of finding out about your Latin, you know just as much up-stairs as down here.

Be off; and mind I have the lines before dinner to-morrow." The two champions retired disconcerted, leaving the captain to deal with the arch offenders.
"First of all," said he, "what business have you in this study ?" "Oh, Railsford knows we're here; we told him, and he didn't object." "Don't you know you ought to come to the prefects about it ?" Oddly enough, both the boys had completely forgotten.
"Besides," explained Dig, "as Railsford and Herapath are sort of brother-in-laws, you know, we thought it was all right." The reason did not appear very obvious; but the information was interesting.
"Oh, that's it, is it ?" asked the captain.

"What relation is he to you ?" "He's spoons on my sister Daisy." The captain laughed.
"I hope she's like her brother," said he.
The two culprits laughed vociferously.

It was worth anything to them to get the captain in a good-humour.
"Well, if that's the case," said Ainger, "I shan't have anything to do with you.