. Tom Browns school-days . ir room, but he had made up his mind. I shant hide, East,said he. Very well, old fellow, replied East, evidently pleased; nomore shall I—theyll be here for us directly. The room was a great big one, with a dozen beds in it, but nota boy that Tom could see except East and himself. East pulledoff his coat and waistcoat, and then sat on the bottom of hisbed, whistling and pulling off his boots; Tom followed his ex-ample. A noise and steps are heard in the passage, the door opens, andin rush four or five great fifth-form boys, headed by Flashman inhis glory. Tom and East
. Tom Browns school-days . ir room, but he had made up his mind. I shant hide, East,said he. Very well, old fellow, replied East, evidently pleased; nomore shall I—theyll be here for us directly. The room was a great big one, with a dozen beds in it, but nota boy that Tom could see except East and himself. East pulledoff his coat and waistcoat, and then sat on the bottom of hisbed, whistling and pulling off his boots; Tom followed his ex-ample. A noise and steps are heard in the passage, the door opens, andin rush four or five great fifth-form boys, headed by Flashman inhis glory. Tom and East slept in the farther corner of the room, and werenot seen at first. Gone to ground, eh? roared Flashman; push em out,then, boys!—look under the beds; and he pulled up the littlewhite curtain of the one nearest him. Who-o-op! he roared,pulling away at the leg of a small boy, who held on tight to theleg of the bed and sang out lustily for mercy. H O HOOW ffi HH CO H ffi f« M w HO COCO W CO HffiOdH W HH O p^ O ** O ?0K:. SCHOOL DAYS Here, lend a hand, one of you, and help me pull out thisyoung, howling brute. Hold your tongue, sir, or Ill killyou! Oh, please, Flashman—please, Walker—dont toss me! Illfag for you; Ill do anything, only dont toss me! You be hanged! said Flashman, lugging the wretched boy along; twont hurt you, you! Come along, boys, here he is. I say, Flashy, sang out another of the big boys, drop that;you heard what old Pater Brooke said to-night. Ill be hangedif well toss any one against his will. No more bullying. Lethim go, I say!3 Flashman, with an oath and a kick, released his prey, whorushed headlong under his bed again, for fear they should changetheir minds, and crept along underneath the other beds till hegot under that of the sixth-form boy, which he knew they darentdisturb. Theres plenty of youngsters dont care about it, said , heres Scud East—youll be tossed, wont you, young un ?Scud was Easts nickname, or Black, as we called it, g
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