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92
WILLIAM
Then they rolled him up in their overcoats and carried him through the hedge and along the road towards the school. Fortune favoured them. They met only a few people and those few people took little or no interest in them. The identity of the little prince was completely concealed by his covering.
When they reached the school, Ginger left Douglas and Henry and, going round to the front door, rang the bell as loudly as he could. Cramps, a depressed-looking individual with long whiskers, came to answer it.
Meanwhile Douglas and Henry were tapping gently at the window of the headmaster's form room where William was sitting before a Latin grammar (upside down) and imagining himself at the fair with such vividness that when their signal roused him it seemed almost incredible to him that he was still in school.
He came to the window, and with a cautious glance at the glass panel in the door said :
" Well, what's it like ? "
" 'S all right," said Douglas.
"What 've you got there?" said William, leaning further out and looking with interest at their overcoat-shrouded burden.
Without a word they unwrapped the little prince. The little prince smirked his waxen smirk at William. William glared his freckled and ferocious glare at the little prince.
" What ever-----? " he gasped.
" It's Ginger's idea," said Douglas with apprehension and admiration mingled in his voice. " It's all Ginger's idea. We didn't stop to think. We jus' did
it. It oughter turn out all right but------" Evidently
the sheer daring of the idea was beginning to weigh on Douglas. It was Douglas who possessed the least share of that glorious optimism for which the Outlaws were famous.
" But what is it ? " said William.
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