But I would give ten pounds to be in Mac's schoolroom to-morrow morning.
* * * * *
I went out this morning and sat on the school wall and smoked my pipe. I strained my ears for the first murmur of the approaching storm. Not a sound came from the schoolroom.
"Mac has funked it after all," I groaned, and went in to help Mrs.
Macdonald to pare the potatoes.
When Mac came over at dinner-time his face wore a thoughtful look.
"You coward!" I cried.
"Coward!" he laughed. "Why, man, the scheme is in full swing!"
Then I asked him to tell me all about it.
"Your knowledge of children is all bunkum," he began. "You said there would be a row when I announced that I gave up authority."
"And wasn't there?"