Africa -- Juvenile fiction; Friendship -- Juvenile fiction; Schools -- England -- Juvenile fiction
"Why you tell one big lie? Ha! You saw me, yes, yes. No one with me.
I alone. How you see other when other not there?"
"Come. That's a good 'un," said the man, half amused, half angry. "Why
I see he as plain as I see you."
"See he? Ha! You see a ghost, praps? You ever see a ghost in
Hangman's Wood, hey?" and rolling his eyes so that they seemed to
protrude from his head, and lolling his tongue out, the Zulu boy stared
into the face of the dazed keeper, uttering the while the same cavernous
groan, which had sent that worthy fleeing from the haunted wood as
though the demon were at his heels.
"Good Lord!" was all the keeper could ejaculate, staring with mouth and
eyes wide open. Then, realising what a fool they had made of him, he
grew furious.
"You see ghost, yes? Praps Hangman's ghost, hey?" jeered the boy.
"You young rascal, you!" cried the infuriated keeper. "This ain't the
first time by a long chalk you've been in my coverts, you and the other
young scamp. There was another, sir," turning to the Doctor, "I'll take
my dying oath on it--and I hopes you'll flog 'em well, sir--and if ever
I catches 'em there again I'll have first in at 'em, that I will."
"You bring another big dog. I kill him too," jeered the descendant of
savage warriors, now clean forgetful of the dread presence of the
headmaster, and the condign punishment hanging over himself. "Kill you,
praps, _Hau_!" he added with a hideous curl of the lips, which exhibited
his splendid white teeth.
"See that, Doctor, sir?" cried the exasperated man. "The owdacious,
abandoned young blackamoor! But his lordship'll want that dawg paid
for, or he'll know the reason why. And 'e's a dawg that's taken
prizes."
Now Dr Bowen, for all his unbending severity, was a thorough
Englishman, and, as such, an admirer of pluck and grit. Here these two
boys had been attacked by a brute every whit as savage and formidable as
a wolf, and that under circumstances and amid surroundings which, acting
on the imagination, should render the affair more terror-striking--viz.,
at midnight, and in the heart of a wood; yet they had faced and fought
the monster, hand to hand, and with very inadequate means of defence,
and had overcome and slain it. In his heart of hearts the feat
commanded his admiration, and moreover, he was devoutly thankful they
had not sustained serious injuries, for the sake of his own
responsibilities and the credit of the school. Yet none of these
considerations would be suffered in any way to mitigate the penalties
due to their very serious offence. He had further been secretly amused
at the scene between Anthony and the keeper, though outwardly the
grimness of his expression showed no trace of any relaxation.
"That will be a matter for future discussion," he replied to the keeper.
"Now I shall not require your further attendance. I have sufficient to
go upon to put my hand on all concerned, and you can rest assured that
they will be most severely punished."
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