White Feather

told, muchunpopularity in the neighbourhood of one's crime; while robbing achurch will get one cordially disliked especially by the

eant to be completely isolated. It was likeliving in a world of ghosts, or, rather, like being a ghost in a livingworld. That disagreeable experience of being l

had passed on before beginning again. Altogether, hewas made to feel that he had do

less than a court-martialcould meet the case. But the house prefects had been against it. Sheenwas in the sixth, an

that in the event of a court-martial being held he would interview thepresident of the same and knock his head off. So Seymour's had fall

The Gotfordwould be coming on in a few weeks, and the more work he could do forit, the better. Though Stanning was the only one of his rivals whom hefeared, and though _he_ was known to be takin

theConservative candidate for Wrykyn: and Bruce's conversation had beenlimited to two remarks. He had said, "You might play that again, willyou?" and, later, "Thanks". He had come into the music-room while Sheenwas practising one afternoon, and had sat d

ich he had put his head in front ofDrummond's left on that memorable occasion, the scarlet-haired one wasat present dry-docked for repairs. The story in the school--it hadgrown with the days--was that Drummond had laid the enemy out on thepavement with a sickening crash, and that he had still been there at,

of the school the feud

ween which seat oflearning and the fags of Dexter's

cksonwasa calm-brow'd lad,Yet mad, at moments, as a hatter,and he

enjoyable pastime sending these spinning into spaceduring one of the usual _rencontres_ in the High Street. From thefact that he and his friends were invariably outnumbered, there was asporting element in these affairs, though occasionally this inferiorityof numbers was the cause of

to avenge th

id to his ally, Painter. It was j

ght," sai

e High Street," sugges

r get a few more c

of the School House, a useful manto have by you in an emergency. It was Tomlin who, on one occasion,attacked by two terrific champions of St Jude's in a narrow passage,had va

adventure, until, bycommon consent, it stopped at the

The Judies were disporting themselves at oneof their weird games. It was known that they p

hide these excesses fromthe gaze of the public

reported that what the Judies seemed to do mostly was to chase one

was probably a mere ru

nly got the marbles in t

topped, and looked

something at them?" s

over the road," said To

indicated, and reappeared a few m

waste," suggested th

en I asked if he'd got any bad oranges, but I gotthem at last. Give us a leg up, some one

e of the wall. Then a howlof wrath went up to

dition had begun to move off with quiet dignity, when from thedoorway in the wall there poured fo

for the invaders--Painter had lost his cap, and Tomlinthree waistcoat buttons--when the eye of Jackson, roving up and downthe street, was caught by a Sey

renuous onslaught of the Judies, thelatter, almost with one accord, turned and bolted into their pl

e left of the road therehad debouched on to the f

ert's calibre would have troubled to attack such small game,but it was the firm

hey contented themselves withshouting

caught sig

d advanced at the double.

the town with this very situation in his mind. A wild idea of doingsomething to restore his self-respect and his credit in the eyes of theh

. It was apoor blow from a scientific point of view, but Sheen's fives had givenhim muscle, and it checked Albert. That youth, however, recoveredrapidly, and the next few moments passed in a whir