The time went on. We missed Mrs. Frost; and Hall, the crabbed woman with the cross face, made a mean subst.i.tute. She had it all her own way now.
The puddings had less jam in them, and the pies hardly any fruit. Little Landon fell ill; and one day, after hours, when some of us went up to see him, we found him crying for Mrs. Frost. He was only seven; the youngest in the school, and made a sort of plaything of; an orphan with no friends to see to him much. Illness had been Mrs. Frost"s great point. Any of us who were laid by she"d sit with half the day, reading nice stories, and talking to us of good things, just as our mothers might do. I know mine would if she had lived. However, we managed to get along in spite of Hall, hoping the Doctor would find her out and discharge her.
Matters went on quietly for some weeks. No one lost anything: and we had almost forgotten there had been a doubt that we might lose something, when it occurred. The loss was Tod"s--rather curious, at first sight, that it should be, after his threat of what he would do. And Tod, as they all knew, was not one to break his word. It was only half-a-crown; but there could be no certainty that sovereigns would not go next. Not to speak of the disagreeable sense of feeling the thief was amongst us still, and taking to his tricks again.
Tod was writing to Evesham for some articles he wanted. Bill Whitney, knowing this, got him to add an order for some stationery for himself: which came back in the parcel. The account, nine-and-tenpence, was made out to Tod ("Joseph Todhetley, Esquire!"), half-a-crown of it being Whitney"s portion. Bill handed him the half-crown at once; and Tod, who was busy with his own things and had his hands full, asked him to put it on the mantelpiece.
The tea-bell rang, and they went away and forgot it. Only they two had been in the room. But others might have gone in afterwards. We were getting up from tea when Tod called to me to go and fetch him the half-crown.
"It is on the mantelpiece, Johnny."
I went through the pa.s.sages and turned into the box-room; a place where knots of us gathered sometimes. But the mantelpiece had no half-crown on it, and I carried the news back to Tod.
"Did you take it up again, Bill?" he asked of Whitney.
"I didn"t touch it after I put it down," said Whitney. "It was there when the tea-bell rang."
They said I had overlooked it, and both went to the box-room. I followed slowly; thinking they should search for themselves. Which they did; and were standing with blank faces when I got in.
"It has gone after my guinea," Whitney was saying.
"What guinea?"
"My guinea. The one you saw. That disappeared a week ago."
Bill was not a fellow to make much row over anything; but Tod--and I, too--wondered at his having taken it so easily. Tod asked him why he had not spoken.
"Because Lacketer--who was with me when I discovered the loss--asked me to be silent for a short time," said Whitney. "He has a suspicion; and is looking out for himself."
"Lacketer has?"
"He says so. I am sure he has. He thinks he could put his finger any minute on the fellow; but it would not do to accuse him without proof; and he is waiting for it."
Tod glanced at me, and I at him, both of us thinking of Vale.
"Yesterday Lacketer lost something himself," continued Whitney. "A shilling, I think it was. He went into a fine way over it, and said now he"d watch in earnest."
"Who is it he suspects?" asked Tod.
"He won"t tell me; says it would not be fair."
"Well, I shall talk about my half-crown, if you and Lacketer choose to be silent over your losses," said Tod, decisively. "And I"ll be as good as my word, and give the reptile a ducking if I can track him."
He went straight to the playground. It was a fine October evening, the daylight nearly gone, and the hunter"s moon rising in the sky. Tod told about his half-crown, and the boys ceased their noise to listen to him.
He talked himself into a pa.s.sion, and said some stinging things. "He suspected who it was, and he heard that Lacketer suspected, and he fancied that another or two suspected, and one _knew_; and he thought, now that affairs had come to this pitch, when nothing, put for a minute out of hand, was safe, it might be better for them all to declare their suspicions, and hunt the animal as they"d hunt a hare."
There was a pause when Tod finished. He was about the biggest and strongest in the school; his voice was one of power, his manner ready and decisive; so that it was just as though a master spoke. Lacketer came out from amongst them, looking white. I could see that in the twilight.
"Who says I suspect? Speak for yourself, Todhetley. Don"t bring up my name."
"Do you scent the fox, or don"t you?" roared Tod back again, not at all in a humour to be crossed. "If you _do_, you must speak, and not shirk it. Is the whole school to lie under doubt because of one black sheep?"
Tod"s concluding words were drowned in noise; applause for him, murmurs for Lacketer. I looked round for Vale, and saw him behind the rest, as if preparing to make a run for it. That said nothing: he was one of those quiet-natured fellows who liked to keep aloof from rows. When I looked back again, Sanker was standing a little forward, not far from Lacketer.
"As good speak as not, Lacketer," put in Whitney. "I don"t mind telling now that that guinea of mine has been taken; and you know you lost a shilling yourself. You say you could put your finger on the fellow."
"Speak!" "Speak!" "Speak!" came the shouts from all quarters. And Lacketer turned whiter.
"There"s no proof," he said. "I might have been mistaken in what I fancied. I _won"t_ speak."
"Then I shall say you are an accomplice," roared Tod, in his pa.s.sion. "I intend to hunt the fellow to earth to-night, and I"ll do it."
"I don"t suspect any one in particular," said Lacketer, looking as if he were run to earth himself. "There."
Great commotion. Lacketer was hustled, but got away and disappeared.
Sanker went after him. Tod had been turning on Sanker, saying why didn"t _he_ speak.
"Half-a-crown is half-a-crown, and I mean to get mine back again,"
avowed Tod. "If some of you are rich enough to lose your half-crowns, I"m not. But it isn"t that. Sovereigns may go next. It isn"t _that_. It is the knowing that we have a light-fingered, disreputable, sneaking rat amongst us, whose proper place would be a reformatory, not a school for honest men"s sons."
"Name!" "Proofs!" "Proofs!" "Name!" It was as if a torrent had been let loose. In the midst of the lull that ensued a voice was heard, and a name.
"_Vale._ Harry Vale."
Harding was the one to say it: a clever, first-cla.s.s boy. You might have heard a pin drop in the surprise: and Harding went on after a minute.
"I beg to state that I do not accuse Vale myself. I know nothing whatever about the case. But I have reason to think Vale"s name is the one that has been mentioned in connection with the losses last half."
"I know it is," cried Tod, who had only wanted the lead, not choosing to take it himself. "Now then, Vale, make your defence if you can."
I dare say you recollect how hotly you used to take up a cause when you were at school yourselves, not waiting to know whether it might be right or wrong. Mrs. Frost said to us on one of these occasions she wondered whether we should ever be as eager to take up heaven. They pounced upon Vale with an awful row. He stood with his arm round one of the trees behind, looking scared to death. I glanced back for Sanker, expecting his confirming testimony, but could not see him, and at that moment Lacketer appeared again, peeping round the trees. Whitney called to him.
"Here, Lacketer. Was it Vale you suspected?"
"As much as I did anybody else," doggedly answered Lacketer.
It was taken as an affirmative. The boys believed the thief was found, and were mad against him. Vale spoke something, shaking and trembling like the leaves in the wind, but his words were drowned. He was not brave, and they looked ready to tear him to pieces.
"My half-crown, Vale," roared Tod. "Did you take it just now?"
Vale made no answer; I thought he could not. His face frightened me; the lips were blue and drawn, his teeth chattered.
"Search his pockets."
It was a simultaneous thought, for a dozen said it. Vale was turned out, and half-a-crown found upon him; no other money. The boys yelled and groaned. Tod, with his great strength, pushed them aside, as the coin was flung to him.
"Shall I resume possession of this half-crown?" he asked of Vale, holding it before him in defiant mockery.
"If you like. I----"