Produced by Sankar Viswanathan, Chris Curnow, Lindy Walsh, and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net [Illustration: HE PICKED UP HORACE AND CARRIED HIM DOWN. [_Page 106._] THAT SCHOLARSHIP BOY By EMMA LESLIE _Author of 'Arthur Ranyard's Training,' 'Dearer than Life,' etc._ THIRD IMPRESSION LONDON THE RELIGIOUS TRACT SOCIETY 4 Bouverie Street and 65 St. Paul's Churchyard E.C. * * * * * CONTENTS. PAGE CHAPTER I BROTHER AND SISTER 5 CHAPTER II SENDING HIM TO COVENTRY 8 CHAPTER III THE COCK OF THE WALK 32 CHAPTER IV DR. MORRISON 46 CHAPTER V THE CHAMPION 59 CHAPTER VI FOR THE HONOUR OF THE SCHOOL 74 CHAPTER VII NEWS FOR MRS. MORRISON 89 CHAPTER VIII RIGHTEOUS RETRIBUTION 109 * * * * * CHAPTER I. BROTHER AND SISTER. 'I say, we've got a new boy at Torrington's. Haven't had one for ages and ages, so it's made quite a stir among us.' 'You can make stir enough when you are coming out of school,' said his sister, lifting her eyes from her lessons and looking across the table. 'Who is the new boy?' she asked. 'Nobody knows--that's the fun,' said Leonard, with a short whistle. 'Don't you even know his name?' 'That's just like a girl, Duffy; you're worse than usual,' said her brother, setting his elbows on the table, and nibbling the end of the pen-holder in a meditative fashion. 'Of course he was properly introduced to the class as Mr. Horace Howard.' 'Howard is a nice name,' commented Duffy, whose real name was Florence. 'It was Aunt Lucy's name before she was married, you know.' No, I don't know. I may have heard it, but the name's nothing. I don't suppose his father was hanged!' said her brother. 'Perhaps he is some distant relative of the Duke of Norfolk? though auntie says she has nothing to do with those Howards.' A mocking laugh greeted this suggestion. 'Go on, Duffy, let us have some more of your wisdom.' 'I don't see what there is to laugh at, Len, and I am sure I don't want to hear about the new boy,' said his sister indignantly, and she turned to her lessons once more. This brought a fusillade of paper pellets from the student sitting opposite. She bore it patiently for a minute or two, and then angrily demanded why he did not get on with his lessons and let her do the same, and threatened to ring the bell.