nish the fellows soon, I fancy. Do you know I've a
good mind to break bounds or have a fight with some one just to make you
give me an impot!"

"As long as you don't do anything which calls for personal
chastisement," said the captain, laughing, "I'll promise to oblige you."

"I say," said Bloomfield, as the bell for first school was beginning to
ring, "I'm glad we--that is I--have come to our senses before old
Wyndham comes down. His young brother has persuaded him to come and
umpire for the school in the Templeton match."

Riddell's face became troubled.

"I hope young Wyndham may be here himself. You know, Silk threatened
that unless I withdrew the names he would tell the doctor about that
affair of Beamish's and get Wyndham expelled to spite me."

Bloomfield laughed.

"Not he. It's all brag, depend on it. But why on earth doesn't the
young 'un go and make a clean breast to the doctor, before he gets to
know of it any other way?"

"That's just the worst of it. They made him promise he wouldn't say a
word about it to any one, and he's such an honest young beggar that even
though Silk tells of him, he won't tell of Silk."

"That's awkward," said Bloomfield, musing. "Did he tell you about it,
then?"

"No. His mouth was shut, you see. If I hadn't found out about it from
Parson and Telson, who saw the three of them coming out, I shouldn't
have known it till now."

Bloomfield's face brightened.

"Then you found it out quite independently?" asked he.

"To be sure."

"All right. Then the best thing you can do is to report him for it at
once."

"What?" exclaimed Riddell, aghast, "report him?"

"Yes. And then you can go to Paddy and tell him all about it, and
explain how he was led into it, and he's sure not to be very down on
it."

"Upon my word," said Riddell, struck with the idea, "I do believe you
are right. It's the very best thing I could do. What a donkey I was
never to think of it before."

So it was decided that young Wyndham was forthwith to be reported for
his transgression, and as the time had now arrived when all the school
but Gilks and Silk were due in class, the two captains hurried off to
their places, each feeling that he had discovered a friend; and in that
friend a hope for Willoughby, of which he had scarcely even dreamed till
now.

CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR.

A BUSY DAY FOR THE DOCTOR.

Riddell had not been many minutes in class before a message came from
the doctor