"I'm awfully glad, old man, that I am able to tell you this, because, although you're Captain of the school, you can't do anything, since Acton is a monitor."
(It is an unwritten law at St. Amory's that one monitor can never, under any circumstances, "peach" upon another.)
"Well, I'm jolly glad too, Bourne, since your brother's in it."
"What has to be done to Acton? Jack, of course, was only a tool in his hands."
"Oh, of course. It is perfectly certain that our friend engineered the whole business up to and including the letter, which was meant for you."
"Do you really think that?" said Phil.
"I'm as certain of it as I can be of anything that I don't actually know to be true."
"Why did he do it?"
"Do you feel anything about this, old man?"
"I feel in the bluest funk that I can remember."