Whereupon Rix quitted his hassock, and entered the fender.
“I and Slingsby got nailed by a Classic cad outside our form door. I kicked him on the shins, though,” said he.
“What Classic cad!”
“Oh, I don’t know; a new kid with sandy hair, a horrid lout. It was Wally’s room we were taken to, and they fooled us about high tea and that sort of thing. The place was swarming with our chaps who had been collared.”
“How many?” asked the judge. “Fifty?”
“Not quite so many; there were four or five.”
“Next witness.”
Another of the captives gave similar evidence. After which, Lickford deposed that he had seen the troop come in to Elections just in time to vote for Dangle.
“Yes; and who tried to keep us out, I’d like to know?” said Percy. “There you are, it was you!”
“I thought you were on the other side.”