"
"Who is he?" says Brooke.
"Oh, it's Brown; he's a new boy; I know him," says East, coming up.
"Well, he is a plucky youngster, and will make a player," says Brooke.
And five o'clock strikes. "No side" is called, and the first day of the
School-house match is over.
CHAPTER VI--AFTER THE MATCH.
"Some food we had."--Shakespeare.
[Greek text]--Theocr. Id.
As the boys scattered away from the ground, and East, leaning on Tom's
arm, and limping along, was beginning to consider what luxury they
should go and buy for tea to celebrate that glorious victory, the two
Brookes came striding by. Old Brooke caught sight of East, and stopped;
put his hand kindly on his shoulder, and said, "Bravo, youngster; you
played famously. Not much the matter, I hope?"
"No, nothing at all," said East--"only a little twist from that
charge."
"Well, mind and get all right for next Saturday." And the leader passed
on, leaving East better for those few words than all the opodeldoc in
England would have made him, and Tom ready to give one of his ears for
as much notice. Ah! light words of those whom we love and honour, what
a power ye are, and how carelessly wielded by those who can use you!
Surely for these things also God will ask an account.
"Tea's directly after locking-up, you see," said East, hobbling along as
fast as he could, "so you come along down to Sally Harrowell's; that's
our School-house tuck-shop.
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