"Well, if we give it back to Greggs, it'll do 'im more harm than it will us; then, we can send Greggs the cost of it, so it won't be stealing, and as to school rules, why, we are breaking school rules now by being away," said Dick, reassuringly.
"'Twon't do, Dick; the breaking of one law doesn't justify the breaking of another. We'll let it behind."
"Very well," said Dick, but at the same moment, concealed by the dusk of the evening, he slipped the flask into his pocket.
"You'll 'ave to 'cave' about getting the eggs in," said Ande, as they trotted along home, back to Helston.
"That's what's worrying me," said Dick.
"I have it," said Ande, and the plan seemed so feasible that he resumed his old bantering tone. "Dick, old lad, congratulate your friend on being a man of infinite resources. I have a plan, my Ajax of egg-hunting renown and Lucifer reputation."
"Huh," growled Dick, "we're getting near town."
"A rope—the hamper rope," said Ande; "that beast, Creakle, will be on guard within, or Tenny. I go in empty-handed,—see—you stay out below the study window, in the dark angle; I let down the rope,—presto—up come the eggs. You come in empty-handed,—see?" and Ande gave Dick a nudge.
Dick brightened up perceptibly.