Moore yielded in shameful defeat.
"There you are, you highwayman, and you tell Patsy I 'll flake him when I catch him again," he said, handing out the desired coin. "You see that door? Well, get through it as quickly as you can, or I may do you bodily injury."
Dicky fled wildly across the school-room with Moore galloping at his heels, then the door shut with a bang, and the pair were alone again.
Chapter Five
TOM MOORE GIVES MISTRESS DYKE AN INKLING
Moore regarded Bessie with a glance of reproving indignation, which was quite lost upon the young lady.
"I 'm in a den of thieves, I am," he remarked, sternly. "Bessie, I half believe you put those lads up to that same game. What share do you get? Half, I 'll wager."
"When do you go back to Dublin, Tom?" asked the girl, waving aside his insinuation with a flirt of her handkerchief.
"I don't know," responded Moore. "I should be there now."
"Should you, Tom? What is keeping you, then?"