"
Brigson tried to seize him, but failing, contented himself with flinging
a big coal at him as he ran out of the room, which narrowly missed
his head.
"I have it!" said Brigson; "that little donkey's given me an idea. We'll
_crust_ Rose to-night."
"To crust," gentle reader, means to pelt an obnoxious person with
crusts.
"Capital!" said some of the worst boys present; "we will."
"Well, who'll take part?"
No one offered. "What! are we all turning sneaks and cowards? Here,
Wildney, won't you? you were abusing Rose just now."
"Yes, I will," said Wildney, but with no great alacrity. "You'll not
have done till you've got us all expelled, I believe."
"Fiddle-stick end! and what if we are? besides, he can't expel half the
school."
First two or three more offered, and then a whole lot, gaining courage
by numbers. So the plot was regularly laid. Pietrie and Graham were to
put out the lights at each end of one table immediately after tea, and
Wildney and Brooking at the other, when the study fellows had gone out.
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