St. Winifred's—Belial somebody? I'm goin' to be Belial,' said Stalky, with an ensnaring grin.
'Right O!' said Beetle, 'and I'll be Mammon. I'll lend money at usury—that's what they do at all schools accordin' to the B. O. P. 'Penny a week on a shillin'. That'll startle Heffy's weak intellect. You can be Lucifer, Turkey.'
'What have I got to do?' McTurk also smiled.
'Head conspiracies—and cabals—and boycotts. Go in for that "stealthy intrigue" that Heffy is always talkin' about. Come on!'
The house received them on their fall with the mixture of jest and sympathy always extended to boys turned out of their study. The known aloofness of the three made them more interesting.
'Quite like old times, ain't it?' Stalky selected a locker and flung in his books. 'We've come to sport with you, my young friends, for a while, because our beloved house-master has hove us out of our diggin's.'
' 'Serve you jolly well right,' said Orrin, you cribbers!'
'This will never do,' said Stalky. 'We can't maintain our giddy prestige, Orrin, de-ah, if you make these remarks.'
They wrapped themselves lovingly about the boy, thrust him to the opened window, and drew down the sash to the nape of his neck. With an equal swiftness they tied his thumbs together behind his back with a piece of twine, and then, because he kicked furiously, removed his shoes.
There Mr. Prout happened to find him a few
