"Good boy, Swanny!" said Charley.
"Will you do it?"
"Tommy will, won't you, Tommy?" exclaimed Charley.
"I don't mind," answered Tommy, in his usual good-natured way.
"That settles it," said Swanny Marsh. "Here are the birds."
He produced a paper bag, in which were two full-grown pigeons.
"Come on to Julian Hall. Open the door a little way and let the birds fly," exclaimed Charley Barker. "It'll be such fun."
Tommy thought so, too, but he did not stop to consider the matter thoroughly in all its bearings.
This is the trouble with most boys. They do not stop to think, and, acting as creatures of impulse, they often do mischievous things, which produce disastrous results, without meaning any real harm.
Reaching the hall, which contained about three hundred people, who were listening to an instructive lecture, Tommy opened the door a little way.