'Then, as he had just got into the eleven,' continued Winthrop, 'he didn't like to give up his half-hour with the professional; the result of all which was that yesterday old Cube asked him for his lines and was told—
'"I haven't done them, sir."
'"Haven't done them, sir: what do you mean?" thundered Cube.
'"I hadn't time, sir," pleaded Snap.
'"Not time! Why, I myself saw you playing cricket to-day for a good half-hour. What do you mean by telling me you had not time?" asked Cube.
'"I had not time, sir, because——" Snap tried to say, but Cube stopped him with that abominable trick of his, you know it.
'"Yēēs, Hales, yēēs! Yēēs, Hales, yēēs! So you had no time, Hales! Yēēs, Hales, yēēs!"
'"No, sir, I was obliged to——"
'"To tell me a lie, sir! Yēēs, Hales, yēēs."
'Here Snap's beastly temper gave out, and instead of waiting till he got a chance of telling his story properly to old Cube, who, although he loves mathematics and hates a lie, is a good chap after all, he deliberately mimicked the old chap with—