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peas at him."
"Eh? Like to see him begin," said the fresh comer, with a contemptuous
look at me. "I say, Senna T, you're in for it."
"What for?"

"Old Dicksee says you gave him some stuff last night, and it's made him
so bad he can't learn his lessons. He's going to tell the Doctor."
"Gammon! What do you want?"
"Less talking there," said Mr Rebble sharply.
"Hark at old Reb!" whispered the new-comer. "I say, we're going to
have a holiday to-day, ain't we?"
"No such luck."
"Oh, but we must! I've written this out. You'll sign, won't you?"
My neighbour snatched a document consisting of about half a dozen
lines, and pushed it back.
"He'll keep us in if we do."
"Not he. I know he wants to drive over to Hastings with the girls. Sign,
there's a good chap."
"But you haven't signed."
"No. I shall put my name last."
"Yah! Can't catch old birds with chaff, Eely."
"If you call me Eely again, I'll punch your head."
"You sign first, and I'll put my name next."
"Shan't! and if you don't put your name at once, I'll tear up the paper. I
don't want a holiday; it was all for you boys."
"Thank-ye," said my neighbour derisively.
"Just you wait till we're out in the field, Jalap, and I'll serve you out for
this."

"Burr junior," said a rich, deep, unctuous voice, which seemed to roll
through the school, and there was a dead silence.
"Here, you!--get up. Go on."
"Burr junior!" came in a louder, deeper voice.
"He means you," whispered my neighbour.
"Say Adsum," whispered the tall, thin boy, and, on the impulse given, I
repeated the Latin word feebly.
"Go up to him," whispered my neighbour, and, pulling my legs out from
between the form and the desk, I walked up through the centre opening
between the two rows of desks, conscious of tittering and whispering,
two or three words reaching my ears, such as "cane," "pickle," "catch
it certain."
Then, feeling hot and confused, I found myself on the dais in front of
the desk, where the Doctor was looking searchingly at me through his
gold-rimmed spectacles. Then, turning himself round, he slowly and
ponderously crossed one leg over the other, and waved his hand.
"Come to the side," he said, and feeling more conscious up there on the
dais, I moved round, and he took my hand.
"I am glad to welcome you among us, Frank, to join in our curriculum
of study, and I hope you will do us all credit. Er--rum! Let me see.
Burr--Frank Burr. We have another Burr here, who has stuck among
us for some years."
The Doctor paused and looked round with a very fat smile, in the midst
of a peculiar silence, till Mr Rebble at the other end said loudly,--
"Ha! ha! Excellent!" and there was now a loud burst of laughter.
I thought that I should not like Mr Rebble, but I saw that the Doctor
liked his appreciation of his joke, for he smiled pleasantly, and
continued,--

"Let me see. I think we have a pleasant little custom here, not more
honoured in the breach than in the observance. Eh, Mr Rebble?"
"Certainly, sir, certainly," said that gentleman, and the Doctor frowned
at his leg, as he smoothed it down. But his face cleared directly.
"Er--rum!" he continued, clearing his voice. "Of having a brief
cessation from our studies upon the advent of a new boy. Young
gentlemen, you may close your books for to-day."
There was a hearty cheer at this, and the Doctor rose, thrust his hand
into his breast beside his white shirt-frill, then, waving the other
majestically, he turned to me as the cheering ceased.
"Burr junior," he said, "you can return to your seat."
I stepped back, forgetting all about the dais, and fell rather heavily, but
sprang up again, scarlet with mortification.
"Not hurt? No? That's right," said the Doctor; and amid a chorus of
"Thank you, sir! thank you, sir!" he marched slowly out of the great
room, closely followed by Mr Rebble, while I stood, shaken by my fall,
and half dazed by the uproar.
CHAPTER TWO.
How strange it all seemed! I had ridden down the previous day by the
Hastings coach, which had left me with my big box at the old inn at
Middlehurst. Here the fly had been ordered to take me the remaining
ten miles on to the school, where I had arrived just at dusk, and, after a
supper of bread and milk, I was shown my bed, one of six in a large
room, and made the acquaintance of Mercer, who, after pretty well
peppering me with questions, allowed me to go to sleep in peace, till