After that, he good-naturedly remained at our invitation, to officiate as judge in some impromptu sports, in which, once again, the rival parties proved most evenly matched. Finally, as evening was drawing on, he consented just to witness a hurried display of our joint fireworks, after which, he told us, we must at once take to our boats and repair home. It was an imposing display. Twelve Roman candles were set up at regular distances round the hollow, with a fellow in charge of each. Two rockets were set in position, one on either side, and green and red lights alternately were planted on the banks above. At a given signal from Tempest, all were simultaneously lit, and in a perfect blaze of glory, accompanied by a babel of cheers, we concluded our programme. At least, not quite. One unrehearsed incident was yet to come. For, as the smoke cleared off and the noise ceased, and our eyes once more grew accustomed to the twilight, we became aware of the presence of Mr Jarman, standing in our midst! CHAPTER FOURTEEN. EXTRA DRILL. Mr Jarman must have felt flattered at the gloomy dead silence which fell on Philosophers and Urbans alike as we looked round and saw him. It was of course impossible to believe he had found us by accident, still less that he had come with any friendly purpose. He advanced into the middle of the Bottom, watch in hand. "This is contrary to rules," said he. "It is now a quarter-past six, and you are half an hour from Low Heath. In addition to which I have already said that fireworks are only to be had with leave. Tempest, you should have put an end to this. You will kindly send me in the name of every boy here. And each of you boys must attend an extra drill to- morrow and write out one hundred lines--except," added he, catching sight of me, "except Jones iv., whom I have already had to punish, and who must write two hundred lines." It was a study to watch Tempest's face during this speech. It was all he could do to wait to the end. "It's not fair," said he, with pale cheeks and angry brow. "It's a half-holiday, and boys always get half an hour's grace." "That is not the rule," said the master. "It's the practice, sir. Half these boys are in my house, and I have given them leave to stay. I also allowed the fireworks." "Tempest, we will speak of this presently--" "No, sir," blurted out Tempest, "the fellows have done nothing wrong; and if they have, I'm responsible to Dr England about it." Mr Jarman was not the man to give himself away in a public discussion, and coolly walked off, observing-- "I shall expect the list of names to-night, Tempest." Tempest's reply was a short, defiant laugh, which made the master turn a moment, as if about to notice it. But he departed silently, and left us to recover as well as we could from the surprise of the whole scene.