The King of the School, or, Who will Win? — page 101: what you’re looking at

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THE KING OF THE SCHOOL; OR, WHO WILL WIN? to release the burglar, the man who made a savage attack on you, and nearly killed young Egerton.” The doctor winced at this rather, but replied, boldly— “Yes, I cannot think that he will remain in the town long, knowing that he is detected.” “Very well. Good evening, sir.” “Good evening. Yet wait a moment.” The doctor wrote out a cheque for fifty pounds, and handed it to the de- tective, who quickly transferred it to his pocket-book. He then walked away, and Doctor Whackley returned to the big school- room. A row of no ordinary kind had been going on during his absence. A few minutes after the detective ealled away the doctor, Baynes rose from his seat and walked towards the door. | _ Baynes, you shall sit as ze doctor have ordered,” said Professor Moeritz, and Frank Egerton, as head of the form, at once re-echoed the command. “That man has my letter. I mean to have it,” was the reply. “ Quite right,” said Crawley, and one or two others. “You can’t leave the school,” said-} Frank, placing his back against the door. “7 will.” | The rash youth, who was evidently very much excited, put out his hand, seized Egerton by the coat collar, and ‘endeavoured to drag him from his post. Frank, of course, replied by hitting out straight from the shoulder, and flooring his opponent. In an instant the school was in an uproar. Baynes rose to his feet, drew a clasp- knife from his pocket, and made a rush at Egerton, with the evident intention of stabbing him. | Marsham saw it, and immediately jerked the weapon from his hand, re- ceiving, while so doing, a severe blow in the face from Crawley. | That young sneak fancied he would 95 not be seen, but Freddy Webber had been watching the melée, and at once began to pitch into Master Crawley. People did not look upon Freddy as much of a pugilist, but he proved him- self quite a match for his antagonist. In the meantime, Frank Egerton was milling Baynes in splendid style, and very shortly reduced him to obedience, not before some desks had been over- turned, and a few ink-bottles spilt upon the floor. At this juncture entered Doctor Whackley. ‘¢ There has been some disturbance here ?” said he, inquiringly. “ Yes, sir.” “What is it ?” ‘“‘ Baynes tried to go out against your orders, and I had a severe struggle to prevent him.” ‘‘ Bring Baynes here.” Marsham, Lascelles, and Frank Eger- ton at once pounced upon him, and dragged him up to the steps of Doctor Whackley’s desk. ‘‘ Hoist him |” Marsham being the tallest of the party seized the struggling victim by the arms, and drew him up upon his shoulders. : Then followed the first public birch- ing that had taken place that half, for the doctor was sparing of the rod, pre- ferring to rule by love rather than by fear. : When the doctor’s arm (and it was a strong one) began to descend with full force Baynes set up a most hideous yell for mercy. But the pedagogue was relentless, and gave Baynes a fair four dozen. “ This is the thief,—” said he, when at last he threw down his birch, “ the thief who for weeks past has been bring- ing disgrace upon the school.” The announcement was received with silent astonishment. “Go to your bed-room, Baynes,” continued the doctor, “and there re- main till I send for you in the morning, You are no longer fit to associate with these gentlemen.” CO JOC A) EO mn