th. They sullenly turned on their heels and walked behind
the goals. Most of the spectators supposed it was a case of sprained
ankle or some such damage received in the cause of the School. But the
acute little birds who sat in the oak tree were not to be deceived, and
took good care to point the moral of the incident for the public
benefit.

"Whiroo! Cads! Kicked out! Serve 'em right! Good riddance! Play up,
you chaps!"

The chaps needed no encouragement. With two men short it was next to
impossible to add to their present advantage. But they contrived to
stand their ground and save the School goal. And when at last the
welcome "No side" was called, the cheers which greeted them proclaimed
that the School had won that day one of the biggest victories on its
record.

CHAPTER TWELVE.

THE MODERNS ON STRIKE.

In the festivities with which the glorious victory of the School against
Rendlesham was celebrated Yorke took no part.

The captain was very decidedly down in the mouth. This was the end of
his endeavour to administer rule with a perfectly even hand, and give no
ground for a whisper of anything like unfair play to the opposition!
This was what his popularity and authority were valued at! For the
first time in her annals, Fellsgarth fellows had mutinied on the field
of battle and to their captain's face.

Had it been Dangle only, it would have mattered less. His feud with
Rollitt was notorious, and would account for any ebullition of bad
temper. But when Clapperton not only patronised the mutiny but joined
in it, things were come to a crisis which it required all Yorke's
courage and coolness to cope with.

It might have solaced him if he could have heard a discussion which was
taking place in the rebels' quarters.

"It served them precious well right," said Clapperton, trying to justify
what, to say the least of it, wanted some excuse. "We'd stood it long
enough."

"It's bad enough," said Dangle, "to have the fifteen packed with Classic
fellows; but when they take to attacking us before the whole field, it's
time something was done. I'm as certain as possible that Rollitt
deliberately knocked me over that time."

"It was rather warm measures, though," said Brinkman, "to walk off the
field. We might have got licked."

"I'm not at all sure if it wouldn't have been a very good thing if we
had," said Clapperton. "At any rate, it will be a lesson to them what
it might come to."

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