“Oh, it’s all right,” said Wibberly, “we’ve been called over. We’re only going to Stutter’s study.”
“Go back at once,” said Bloomfield, “and go to the captain after six.”
Wibberly laughed.
“You’re joking surely,” said he; “you usen’t to mind the extra feeds now and then.”
“If I shirked my duty once it’s no reason I should do it for ever. Go back, do you hear? at once.”
“What, won’t you let us go this time?” said Wibberly, quite bewildered by this unexpected sternness on the part of his old patron.
“Do you hear what I say?” thundered Bloomfield. “Do you want to be licked into the bargain?”
“Oh, very well,” said Wibberly, with a last fond thought of Stutter’s good bill of fare. “But, I say, you needn’t give us lines, Bloomfield.”
“I’ve nothing to do with giving you lines. That’s the captain’s affair.”
“What do you mean? Do you mean to say you’ll report us to Riddell?”