“You may hand that to me, if you please.”
“What, sir?” asked Pinky innocently from the back of the room.
“That note that Jones just passed you. Hurry, please.”
Pinky dragged himself from his seat, spilling a Latin book on the floor, and, under the amused regard of the rest of the class, walked to the platform.
“You are both aware,” went on the instructor as he accepted the piece of paper, “that passing notes is strictly prohibited at recitations. You will each do a page of Latin and bring it to me this evening.”
Thereupon Mr. Broadley unfolded the paper and read:
“Ace, you old fool. He’s got only one spot.”
II
“We might have it here,” said Jonesie, “only it would make a beast of a noise and The Terror would be sure to hear it.”