e now?"
"But then they had Macon, and fellows like that, to uphold them in the
school."
"So have _we_," said Henderson; "first and foremost Whalley, who's now
got his remove into the upper sixth; then there's dear old Blissidas,
who has arms if he hasn't got brains, and who is as staunch as a rock;
and best of all, perhaps, there's Franklin, second in both elevens,
brave as a lion, strong as a bull. By the by, as I have a
lightning-kite ready made for you no doubt; he's accustomed to the
experiment."
"Why, Flip, you talk as if we were going to have a pitched battle," said
Power, ignoring his joke about Franklin.
"So we are--practically and morally. Look out for skirmishes from the
Harpour lot; especially the world, the flesh, and the devil, whom I just
saw arm in arm."
"What _do_ you mean, Flip?" asked Walter, laughing.
"Mean! nothing at all--only Tracy, Jones, and Mackworth. Tracy's the
world, Jones is the flesh--raw flesh; and Mackworth's the other thing."
"I'll tell you of two more who won't let the school override us if they
can help it," said Walter; "Cradock and Eden."
"Briareus and Paradise," said Henderson; "poor Eden, he can't do much
for us except look on with large troubled eyes."
"Can't he though, Flip? he's got a good deal of power."
"He's got a great deal of good from Power, I know, but--"
"But don't be a donkey, Flip."
"Do shut up. Why should you two expect such a dead assault on the
monitors this half?" said Power.
"Why, the fifth has in it a more turbulent lot just now than I ever knew
before; big impudent fellows, with no good in them, and quite at the
beck of the Harpour set," said Walter.
"Yes, and with that fellow Kenrick for a protagonist," said Henderson;
"he and Harpour have always been at mischief about the monitors since
they caught it so tremendously from Somers. Well, never mind; _aide toi
et ciel t'aidera_. Why, look, there's Paradise, taking charge as usual
of a little new fellow; who is it?"
"Look and see," said Walter, as a little fellow came up, with an
unmistakable family resemblance--a pretty boy, with fresh round cheeks,
and light hair, which shone like gold when the sunshine fell upon it.
"Why, Walter--why, this must be your brother. Well, I declare! an
Evides secundus, Evides redivivus. Just what you were the day you came,
and made Jones look small three years ago. How do you do, young 'un?"
He shook him kindly by the hand and said, "You'
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