"They say he actually took a dive from the board, don"t they?"
"Yes, but I want to get hold of someone who saw it. I can"t understand his being such an absolute little fool, and I can"t worry the kid himself about it just at present."
So saying, Es...o...b.. swam off once more.
Armitage was the next to approach Jack. He looked rather pale, but began by talking rapidly about a paper-chase that was being planned. Jack knew well enough that this was not what he wanted to talk about, but he walked away from the bath with him, still pleasantly discussing starts and times, till they found themselves alone on the stone stairs. Then Armitage came to a stand-still, and his tone changed.
"Brady, I want to speak to you; I want to explain, you know, about Toppin."
"Oh, I saw you push!" remarked Jack bluntly.
"I"m not going to deny it, but do you know that he begged me to? You came in too late to hear that."
"If I hand you a pistol and ask you to shoot me, will you do it?"
"Don"t be a fool, Brady. There was no danger. I shouldn"t have let him drown."
"He precious nearly did."
"That was the March Hare"s fault. I shouldn"t have let him sink again."
"Then you think you were right to push him in, Armitage? I don"t. Shall we ask Anderson"s opinion?"
"No, Jack, I beg and implore you to keep it dark. Of course I should never do it again. But Simmons and Bacon have sworn not to bring me into the affair. Toppin knows it was his own fault, and is a bit ashamed of it. There"s only the March Hare besides yourself. I thought perhaps you might persuade him--"
A shadow darkened the open entrance. There was a stamping on the door-mat, and then Mr. Anderson appeared on the stairs. Jack advanced to meet him.
"Finished your bath, Brady?"
"Yes, sir. I mean, I haven"t had one. All the rest have. I wanted to tell you there"s been a little--a little commotion, sir."
"What on earth do you mean? Not an accident?"
"No, sir; only it might have been. Toppin--little Trevelyan, that is--got into the deep end, and the March Hare--you know the boy I mean, sir--he thought he was drowning, and jumped in after him with his things on, and so they had to haul them both out. Toppin"s as right as a trivet again, and as warm as a toast. And the Hare isn"t hurt either, but he has to sit in a blanket and wait for his clothes to dry."
Mr. Anderson looked very agitated, and his voice betrayed his feelings.
"Why couldn"t you behave as if I was with you? Really, it is absurd to think that all you elder lads can"t manage to keep an eye on the juniors for twenty minutes. Where are these two boys? Take me to them directly!
What do you suppose Mr. West will say? He"ll certainly be extremely angry with you all. I shouldn"t be surprised if he stops your coming here."
"We wondered whether you would feel obliged to tell him, sir," said Jack thoughtfully. "Of course, if you must, you must; but it doesn"t seem as if there was much to be gained by it, does there? The March Hare and Toppin have learnt their lesson pretty thoroughly."
Mr. Anderson frowned and bit his finger, and the toe of his boot tap-tapped on the ground. It was evident he was undecided. Presently he looked at Jack.
"You mean that, provided I find these two lads absolutely none the worse for their ducking, you beg me, as a great favour, not to carry a report to Mr. West?"
"Yes, sir," Jack responded briskly.
"Well, I won"t promise, but I"ll think it over."
Mr. Anderson"s thought ended in a decision which he announced to the boys when they were gathered together.
"For once, and once only, I have consented to spare you all from certain punishment by not reporting to Mr. West this accident, which you ought to have prevented. But you must never ask or expect to be shielded by me again. Now we will go for a brisk walk as usual, and call for Graglia and Trevelyan minor on the way back. I dare say they will be ready for us by that time."
Now, none of the boys, except those immediately concerned in the accident, had realized that they were in any danger of punishment; but when the matter was set before them in this light, their grat.i.tude to Mr. Anderson was profound.
"Oh, thank you!"
"Thank you, sir, very much!"
"It sha"n"t happen again, sir!"
"Thank you awfully, sir!"
Pleasure and surprise were equally mingled in the boys" expressions. But Jack caught a murmur from Cadbury, very soft and low,
"It"s six for us, and half a dozen for yourself, eh, Andy?"
CHAPTER III
THE CHICKEN AND THE BICYCLE
Mr. West, the master of Brincliffe, was a man of independent mind, and though the boys liked him well enough, there was a difference of opinion regarding his regulations. For example, the same term in which the door was opened to day-pupils, it was shut to hampers, even birthday ones.
Cadbury suggested reporting this high-handed act to the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children, but decided to let him off when a permission was announced which almost atoned for the loss of cakes and preserves. Bicycles were allowed!
Every boy who had one might bring it to school, although, of course, there were strict limits to its uses, and he who misused the privilege laid himself open to the heavy penalty of leaving it at home the next term. The plan worked well, and gave huge pleasure to the pupils.
With the exception of such small fry as the March Hare and Toppin, nearly every boy managed to possess himself of a machine of some kind.
Many were old, one was originally a lady"s, and another had a solid tyre, but so long as the wheels would go round nothing mattered. And the wheel must be in a sorry condition indeed which a boy can"t work.
The season was still early when the Bicycle Paper-chase was proposed and arranged. It was Jack Brady"s suggestion, and every boy to whom it was named jumped at the idea. Mr. West granted permission, provided that a master accompanied them, and Norman Hallett drifted into the post of captain.
It was agreed, after much consultation, that Hallett and Jack should be the hares, that three minutes" start should be allowed, and that everyone who liked to should be a hound. Simmons was to carry the horn and "blow the true trail" whenever it was lighted upon. Half a dozen more were selected to test the side tracks, as there were certain to be plenty of false scents started.
The Sat.u.r.day fixed for the chase proved a fine one, and the whole pack was a.s.sembled outside the school gates at the hour appointed. Mr.
Anderson was once more in charge of the party. Little duties like these fell naturally to his lot as the junior master.
One or two youngsters, who had not got machines of their own yet, had begged leave to hire for the afternoon, so it happened that the March Hare and Toppin were the only boarders left behind. Mournfully they swung upon the gate, and watched the pack ride gaily away at the word "Time!" from Mr. Anderson.
"I wish that they should have tooken us, eh, Top-peen?" said the March Hare.
"You ought to say "took", not "tooken"," corrected Toppin. He felt rather cross, and disinclined to dwell on the subject of his wrongs.
"Ah, I am--what is your one word?--non-grammar-eesh?"