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THE KING OF THE SCHOOL; OR, WHO WILL WIN? ER 4 99 “Our laughter must grate horribly | upon the ears of the poor prisoner,” said he. Let us not insult him now that he has been detected.” Fitzgerald assented, and, a few minutes after, both were asleep. * ® # # * * The next morning Doctor Whackley ascenied the steps of his‘ desk and sternly commanded silence. At once the whole school was hushed. The boys guessed that they were to hear something of their late school- fellow. ‘“ Boys,” said the doctor; it was my intention to have expelled Baynes from the school this morning for thieving, but he has saved me the pain of so doing by running away. He has gone, and I now have to request that you will cease to think or speak of him, so that therecollection of this very painful affair may die out as speedily as possible. Let it be forgotten that Baynes was ever a pupil at this establishment.” “T shall not mention his name again, sir, unless 1 am compelled to do so,” said Frank. *‘T hope the others will follow your example,” observed the doctor, who then settled down to the regular busi- ness of the school. CHAPTER XXV. GRAWLEY TAKES BAYNES’S PLACE. Tat evening the excitement was be- ginning to subside. Boys could think of their games and their lessons, while Baynes was cer- tainly not spoken of publicly. Doctor Whackley was seconded well in his efforts to bring about oblivion (so far as Baynes and his misdeeds were concerned) by the under-masters, and notably by Professor Moeritz. The worthy German told his drollest anecdotes in the drollest manner, and did all he possibly could to divert the attention of his pupils from the past. He was sitting on a camp-stool, un- der 2 wide-spreading elm tree in the play-field, with a groupof the boysround him, when he suddenly remembered that he had left his pipe in his study. Professor Moeritz was a great con- sumer of the Indian Weed, and, as soon as he discovered that he was smoke- less, called for a volunteer to fetch the | issing pipe. e Three or four of the boys at once started on the errand, amongst whom was Freddy Webber. A most exciting race across the field took place, but Freddy, being pretty swift of font, managed to get in first. Professor Moeritz had a variety of pipes in his study, all very much alike. Freddy decided that it would be right to take that which appeared to have been most recently used, and ac- cordingly secured it. Then turning, in an unlucky moment, he caught sight of a case of duelling pistols, with their accompanying pow- der-flask and bullet mould. Freddy’s active mind immediately conceived a practical joke. He seized the flask, and having en- joined silence on the part of the others, began to operate. First of all he put a very small frage ment of tobacco from the professor’s pouch into the bottom of the pipe and pressed it down. EO DOC A) (S(O) mn