A Turn of the Tide.
An earthquake could hardly have produced a greater shock than Oliver’s strange conduct produced on the Fifth Form at Saint Dominic’s. For a moment or two they remained almost stupefied with astonishment, and then rose a sudden clamour of tongues on every hand.
“What can he mean?” exclaimed one.
“Mean! It’s easy enough to see what he means,” said another, “the hypocrite!”
“I should never have thought Greenfield senior went in for that sort of thing!”
“Went in for what sort of thing?” cried Wraysford, with pale face and in a perfect tremble.
“Why—cheating!” replied the other.
“You’re a liar to say so!” shouted Wraysford, walking rapidly up to the speaker.
The other boys, however, intervened, and held the indignant Wraysford back.
“I tell you you’re a liar to say so!” again he exclaimed. “He’s not a cheat, I tell you; he never cheated. You’re a pack of liars, all of you!”