“That wasn't in the bargain,” said Salisbury.
“It wasn't out of it, at any rate,” said Frank.
“It's all fair,” said several voices; “he may do it which way he pleases.”
“Remember, tace,” said Frank. “Tace is the candle that lights Casson to bed to-night.”
“I promise nothing, Frank,” said Hamilton.
“Nevertheless you'll keep it,” said Frank, laughing.
When tea was over, Frank disappeared rather mysteriously.
Salisbury had just begun to make use of one of the pile of books he had brought to the table in the class-room, when a notification was brought to him from the school-room, that Mrs. Guppy wanted to speak to him.
“Bother take her!” he exclaimed. “Why can't she come and speak to me? Interrupting a fellow at his work! Don't take my place; I shall be back presently.”
Some time, however, elapsed, and no Salisbury. Now and then a few wonderments were expressed as to how Frank's wager would be won, and as to what Mrs. Guppy could want with Salisbury.