Parkhurst Boys, and Other Stories of School LifeReed, Talbot Baines
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Parkhurst Boys, and Other Stories of School Life
Reed, Talbot Baines
Schools -- Fiction
"Upon my word," said the doctor, getting up and advancing towards the
prisoners. "I don't know--"
"Don't be a fool, Prudhom; I know them of old. Sit down, man.
Constable, I shall commit the prisoners. Where are my papers?"
"Oh, doctor, please save us!" cried the old lady again. "We are
speaking the truth. Let us wash our faces and take off our cloaks, and
you'll see we are. Oh, we'll never do it again!"
And before the doctor could reply, or the scandalised constables could
prevent it, the two gipsies cast off their outer garments, and presented
themselves to the bewildered spectators in the mud-stained jerseys and
knickerbockers of the Holmhurst football club! I draw a veil over the
explanations, the lectures, and the appeals which followed, as also I
forbear to dwell upon the consternation of the man of science, and the
cruel disorganisation of all his cherished theories. It is only fair to
say that the professor bore no malice, when once he discovered how the
matter stood, and used his magisterial influence with the doctor to
procure at any rate a mitigated punishment for the culprits.
The delinquents were ordered off to the lavatory, and left there with a
can of hot water and a cube of soap, to remove the wrinkles and sunburn
from their crestfallen countenances. Which done, they humbly presented
themselves in the library, where the doctor, looking very stern, stood
already accoutred for the journey home. The leave-taking between the
two old gentlemen was subdued and solemn, and then in grim silence Dr
Prudhom stalked forth into the night, followed at a respectful distance
by his trembling disciples.
Till that moment the thought of Bilk had never once crossed the minds of
the agitated amateur gipsies, but it flashed across them now as the
doctor strode straight for the cross roads. What if the miserable
Alexander Magnus should have swallowed the absurd bait laid for him, and
be in the act of making his fortune on the very spot they were to pass!
They held a hurried consultation in whisper on this terrible
possibility. "We shall be expelled if it comes out!" groaned Dell.
"Yes; we may as well tell him at once," said Morgan. "He may not be
there, you know; perhaps we'd better wait and see, in case."
So they went on in the doctor's wake, nearer and nearer to the fatal
cross roads at every step.
Suddenly, as they came within a hundred yards of the signpost, the
doctor stood still and uttered an exclamation, the meaning of which they
were able to guess only too readily. Straining their eyes in the
direction indicated, they could discern a white shadowy form hovering in
the road before them. "What's that?" exclaimed the doctor in a whisper.
Dell was conscious of a secret nudge as Morgan gasped--"Oh, it looks
like a ghost! Oh, doctor!" and the two boys clung wildly to the
doctor's arm, trembling and gasping with well-feigned terror.
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