"Fire away," said I; "I don't mind taking a licking from the captain of Low Heath." "It sounds queer, doesn't it?" said Tempest, disarmed by this compliment. "Between you and me, kids, I think we ought to be able to make the thing work next term." "Rather," said I, "only we shall have to keep sitting up to do it." "So much the better," said they. THE END. End of Project Gutenberg's Tom, Dick and Harry, by Talbot Baines Reed