ILLUSTRATIONS[ "His eyes were greedily fixed on the book; then he would write a little, then look again, then write again. He was cribbing." . . . . . . . . . Frontispiece ][ "'Leave him to me,' said Warburton, a tall ungainly boy of fourteen, as boy after boy was eager to take the quarrel to himself." ][ "There he was, safe on the ground at last." ][ "He never uttered a word, but ate his breakfast, and enjoyed it thoroughly." ]