"Locked up your grandmother! How could he do that without appealing to the governor? And you know Chandos is not likely to do that now. The youngster will turn up presently, unless he has made up his mind to do as his brother wishes, and declares himself on the sick-list. There are three to stay indoors, you know." 

"Yes, but young Chandos won't stay if he can help it. We've laughed him out of that - told him the school calls his brother a young lady for his meek ways, and the sooner he breaks away from her apron-string the better." 

"Well, Chandos is too fussy," I said; "but don't lead the youngster into any harm, Tom. I'll help with some fun, just to give Chandos a fright, you know."

"Bravo, Charley! Jackson was just talking about the same thing, and we'll do it now." And we both rushed off to Jackson and the rest, to inquire if they had seen anything of the youngster. 

"It's what I call confoundedly selfish, if Chandos has stopped the young prig from coming out," said one of the fellows.

"Chandos ain't selfish," I said; for, though I felt cross with Chandos myself, I did not care to hear him run down by Tom's set.

"Well, I don't know what you would call it, but if somebody tried to make me stay at home the only day we are likely to have any fun on the ice, I should feel ready to punch him."

"I don't believe Chandos junior will stay. But now, what are you going to do with him when he comes?"

"Do with him! Do you think we want to eat him, Stewart?"

"No, I don't suppose you do; but mind, there's to be no harm done - no sousing him, or anything of that sort. If it's just a bit of fun, to give Chandos senior a fright, I'll be in it."

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