n, for the next moment the door opened and Mr. Weevil, candle in hand, entered. He held the l

his face he started up as though suddenly wakened, a

Oh, it's Mr. Weevil. I beg your pardon, sir

dded with a grim smile: "I only wanted

one can be in a pla

tter for you to come out. I hope you've decided to give me an explan

ng the door once more behind him. It was not till he h

nley. "If I hadn't started up like I did, he would

then, with a vengeance. But how about the explanat

the term through," came the dogged answe

ress the matter further just then, hoping that the morning would bring some change in the situation. His mind went back to

t to know that man

came across him in his travels, and is rubbing up his German by talking

our to patter German

l, but he could think of no ot

f the light

opening the window, looked along to that

o your own bed," said Stanley, when

ging, and you're not going to be

ve done. It made him feel awfully soft, like a big girl or one of the kids in the junior forms. A senior schoolboy has always a great aversion to

leep sometimes-fearfully; so if you should find yourself on the

xpressed a hope that he would see Stanley back in his place that day, returned without mishap to his dormitory. The light was only

e asked himself, as he looked at

is back was turned, he would have come to a different conclusion. However, he was just as unconscious that Parfitt was watching him as he had

Moncrief there before him. He w

d, and all the other fellows were snoring like steam-engines, except that new chap, Hibbert. I rather fancy Plunger had been playing pranks wit

hope so. Is you

e about the gr

to the field adjoining, and there he found him, sitting on the trunk of a

crief, but he's too proud to sh

ootsteps, and started quickly to his feet. The frightened look in his eyes

ly, placing a hand upon the boy's shoulder. "You're

you see"-with a feeble attempt at a smile, as he glanced at his shoulder, "I don't care for

ed shoulder. He was acutely sensitive to his deformity, and that, perhaps, was the

een ill-treating you?" he asked, regardi

course, which I enjoyed as much as any of them. I never mi

the juniors. He had been through that mill himself. Besides, though he pitied Hibbert, he didn't wa

chap and as good as you'

ed Hibbert, so earnestly that Paul c

lesh; and the eyes that looked into Paul's were quite wild and restless. In that moment it flashed into Pa

he first one I've ever met with who objected to being thought good. I

g at Hibbert on the previous day, and what had afterwards happened between him and Stanley, Paul tried to avoid him. He felt as though he coul

when the master asked for an explanation of the shindy between Moncrief and me. It might ha

sure it's the right thing. Monc

hat's what it's come to. Do you know, Percival, I'm beginning to think you an authority on the right thing to

jest or earnest? His face was perfect

hall know exactly how much to take to my

tone, Paul could not help thinking that Newall was quietly mocki

y," said Hibbert, as they turned away. "

m him, and there was a sparkle in his eyes, which sometimes ha

good memory. So take my advice, forget all the things that aren't worth remembering, and remember only those that are. Th

gh it'll be jolly hard. Things worth remembering! Yes, I

could answer h

a good heart, though, in spite of the queer outsi

er. Instead of commencing at the usual hour only one of the masters out of the six entered as the clock struck nine. Ten minutes elapsed, and still no masters. The boys comm

ed the visit he-Paul-had paid him in the night. Perhaps they were discussing what was to be done with him

s; their tongues were wagging loudly. Mr. Travers, the master in charge, made n

he broke off, and

ce!" h

ed, as the door opened and the masters,