"This is a regular muzzler, Pelham," said Shuffles, in the afternoon, as they were holding on at the life-lines in the waist.
"That's a fact; and I've got about enough of this thing."
"There isn't much fun in it," replied Shuffles, who had been watching for this opportunity to advance the interests of the "Chain."
"No, not a bit."
"It's better for you officers, who don't have to lay out on the yards when they jump under you like a mad horse, than for us."
"I suppose I shall have a chance to try it next term."
"Why so?"
"I lost twenty marks last night. I got mad, lighted the lamp, and smoked a cigar in my state room."
"Will the loss of the twenty marks throw you over?"
"Yes? I'm a goner!" added Pelham, with a smile.