"I shall have to ask you to remove that gentleman, he is mistaking me for one of his unfortunate family," Bunny shouted back, and was told to go on and not mind Tom Briggs. It was not possible, however, for him to make himself heard, and instead of continuing his speech he and Tom Briggs talked to each other, until some one behind me threw a banana at Tom and knocked his hat off. At the same moment I saw the proctor and his bull-dogs coming down the street, and in a minute we had turned out all the lights in the room and gone up-stairs. There we stayed until we heard the proctor leave the house. "That's a bit of luck," said Jack, as we sat down again. "I can't make out what the deuce has happened," Bunny answered, "he must have spotted the house." "Perhaps he didn't want to catch us; after all we were not doing much," some man, whose experience of proctors must have been limited, said. We got back to the room and heard a tremendous booing in the street, for the crowd, deprived of their fun, were letting the proctor know what they thought of him. "That's splendid," Bunny said, "it's a real score if he doesn't send for us in the morning. If he does he will be sick to death with me, I've been progged three times already this term. Pull the curtains and let's light up again." "It's about time we went," Jack said; "has the crowd gone?" I looked out of the window and told him there were only a few people left in the street, but just as we were going there was a knock at the door and a man came into the room. "Halloa, Marsden," Bunny said; "I am afraid we have been making rather a row in here, perhaps you put a towel round your head and went on reading. Didn't you tell me you tied cloths over your ears when you wanted to be quiet?" "It's not much of a joke having rooms in the same house with you," Marsden answered, and looked very solemn. "Don't say that," Bunny answered. "Have a drink, I'm generally as quiet as a lamb." Marsden sat on the table and refused to drink. "It's no joke being in the same house with you," he said again, and began to laugh. "I'm not going to set fire to the place or blow it up," Bunny replied. "But the house becomes infested with proctors." "Did you see the 'proggins?'" "He came into my room and progged both Carslake and me. He said we were disturbing the peace of the town." "He didn't, did he?" Bunny exclaimed, and then went off into such fits of laughter that for some time he could do nothing but cough and choke. "He couldn't have chosen a funnier man. A sneeze is about the biggest row you have ever made in your life. Didn't you tell him you had nothing to do with the rag?" he asked at last. "I left you to do that; he wouldn't listen to me, he seemed to be in a hurry to get it over," Marsden said. "Was he Carter of Queen's, or the other man?" "Carter."