o take him at his own
valuation, there is not such another fellow in the school, or perhaps in
the world."

Dawson never lost an opportunity of having a fling at Bracebridge, who
had passed so rapidly by him in the school, and had beat him at all
their games.

"No, no; I mean a lanky-limbed, long-faced fellow, who looks as if his
face was made of butter. I think I know him," said Barber.

"Oh, you mean that miserable wretch Ellis," snarled Blackall. "He's a
fellow born to be licked. He is of no other earthly use. I'll give you
leave to thrash him as much as you like; it will save me the trouble,
and I shall be much obliged to you."

It might well save Blackall trouble; for had he ventured to touch Ellis,
he knew full well that he should have got into it.

"Yes; if Ellis is his name, I am certain it is him," observed Barber, as
Ellis drew nearer. "He was at my last school, and I wish you fellows
joy of him."

"Why, do you know anything against him?" asked Blackall, eagerly,
thinking that he might have the satisfaction of annoying Bracebridge,
and Ellis's other friends.

"Oh! you know we never say anything against a fellow out of school,
however bad he may be," said Barber, looking virtuous. "All I can say
is, he is not the sort of chap I should choose for my associate. He may
have altered, you know. Few fellows remain always the same. When I see
a fellow get into rows, smash windows, screw off knockers, and show that
he has some spirit, I always have hopes of him; but that fellow was
always a sneak, and, in the end, proved something a great deal worse.
I'll not say anything more about him."

"Oh, I wish you would!" said Blackall. "If there is anything against a
fellow, I like to know it. I am rather particular in my company; and
though I do not associate with him now, I might be tempted to do so if
he came back some week with a box full of grub, or with anything else
worth having."

This sally of wit was fully appreciated by his auditors, who laughed
heartily, or I should rather say loudly, at it.

Poor Ellis meantime had been so intent on watching the game, that he had
not observed their approach, till the voices reached his ear. He looked
up, and then he saw Barber watching him, with a sneer on his
countenance. He recognised him at once as his old school-fellow.

Bracebridge was standing near. "I'll go and speak with him at once," he
said quietly, "It may be that he will not think it necessa