“Wally wished to come too,” explained Fisher. “He says he was in it.”
It perplexed the four heroes to see Dangle there. What did he want! And why did the captain look so stern? And, oh, horrors, what was that switch on the table for?
Gradually it dawned upon them that the honours in store for them would fall rather thicker than they were prepared for; and Wally, for one, wished he had stayed at home.
“You youngsters,” said the captain, “it is said that you four behaved unfairly last election, by keeping out five boys from voting. Is that true?”
“Yes,” said Ashby.
“They were only Modern kids,” explained D’Arcy.
“They wouldn’t have got in for the second vote, if it hadn’t been for me,” remarked Wally.
“I didn’t catch any boys; I couldn’t find any,” said Fisher minor.
“You see, Yorke,” said D’Arcy, who began to realise that he was “boss of this show,” “these two kids are new kids; they oughtn’t to be licked; it’s Wally and me.”
“Me?” exclaimed the injured Wally; “I like your style, young D’Arcy; what did I do?”