CHAPTER I. Brother and Sister. I say, weve got a new boy at Torringtons. Havent had one for ages and ages, so its made quite a stir among us. You can make stir enough when you are coming out of school, said his sister, lifting her eyes from her lessons and looking across the table. Who is the new boy? she asked. Nobody knows-thats the fun, said Leonard, with a short whistle. Dont you even know his name? Thats just like a girl, Duffy; youre worse than usual, said her brother, setting his elbows on the table, and nibbling the end of the pen-holder in a meditative fashion. Of course he was properly introduced to the class as Mr. Horace Howard. Howard is a nice name, commented Duffy, whose real name was Florence. It was Aunt Lucys name before she was married, you know. No, I dont know. I may have heard it, but the names nothing. I dont suppose his father was hanged! said her brother. Perhaps he is some distant relative of the Duke of Norfolk? though auntie says she has nothing to do with those Howards. A mocking laugh greeted this suggestion. Go on, Duffy, let us have some more of your wisdom. I dont see what there is to laugh at, Len, and I am sure I dont want to hear about the new boy, said his sister indignantly, and she turned to her lessons once more. This brought a fusillade of paper pellets from the student sitting opposite. She bore it patiently for a minute or two, and then angrily demanded why he did not get on with his lessons and let her do the same, and threatened to ring the bell. Dont be a bigger duffer than you are, Flo. You cant help being a girl, I know; but Im willing to help you all I can out of a girls foolishness. Only a girl would talk of ringing the bell, and making a row, because she cant have all her own way. Come now, I want to talk to you about the new boy, and we can finish the lesson afterwards. But you say you dont know anything about him, and so theres nothing to talk about, said his sister. Yes, thats just it. Why shouldnt the fellow tell us who his people are, where he comes from, and what hes going to do with himself by-and-by? It was his sisters turn to laugh now. What queer notions boys have! she exclaimed. I suppose you expect a new scholar to come and say, My father is a doctor, or a lawyer, and we have three servants at our house, as soon as the master has introduced him to the class. A ball of paper was levelled at Duffys head for this remark. Who said he was to do it the first day or the second day? But when a fellow has been there nearly a fortnight you expect to hear something about who he is. But suppose he dont choose to tell you, what then? Yes, thats it. How are we going to make him? What would you do, Duffy? Thats what I want to know. Oh, Im only a girl, said Duffy with a laugh. I cant be expected to understand boys affairs like that. Yes, you do-thats just what girls do understand. We cant have a good stand up fight, which is the way we generally settle things. Why not? If the new boy wont do as the rest tell him, then fight it out, if he wont give in! Leonard heaved a sigh of despair. There never was anything half so stupid as a girl! he exclaimed. Do you think if it was anything we could settle off-hand like that I should ask you about it? Well, tell me what it is, and Ill help you if I can. What is the new boy like? she asked. Oh, like most other fellows, I suppose, or at least he was the first day, I know, for I took particular notice as he came into the class; but the last day or two he has come in a jacket that ought to have gone to the rag-bag three months ago, and-- But his jacket cant hurt you, interrupted his sister, you dont have to wear it. You stupid duffer! dont he go to Torringtons, I tell you, and havent we got to stand up for the hon