o see us through that part.
You'll be all right, I tell you."

"Who's to accompany on the P and O?"

"Oh, Brown must see to that!"

"I propose Brown key-thumper."

"I second that."

"Carried," said the chair, smartly.

"I say," said Grim, "I propose myself stage manager. I'm the only fellow
who knows a ha'porth about it."

"A ha'porth is an awful lot; besides, a chairman can't propose himself,"
said Cherry, revengefully.

"I second the chairman's proposal," said Wilson, backing up his chum.

"Carried, _nem. con_."

"No, I'm hanged if it was!" said Cherry. "You're a fraud, Grimmy."

"All right now, you chaps, the meeting is over. Wilson and I will go up to
Acton, and see what he'll do for us, and then we'll rough out a swagger
programme."

CHAPTER IX

THE END OF TERM

The two worthies, Grim and Wilson, after seeing Acton, began to get out
their programme. Here it is:--

BIFFEN'S JUNIORS' CONCERT.

_Cock House, December, 1898._

(1) Epilogue.
B.A.M. CHERRY.

(2) Poem on the subject of Cock House.
B. SHARPE.

(3) Bar Act.

(4) First Round Junior Boxing Competition.
PRINCE RUNJIT MEHTAH and RAM SINGH.

(5) SONG. "My First Cigar."
R.E. THURSTON.

(6) PIANOFORTE SOLO. "Oh! listen to the band."
O. BROWN.

(7) Second Round Boxing.

(8) SONG. "Jim."
J. ACTON, ESQ.

(9) Third and Concluding Rounds Boxing.

(10) SONG. "Well, suppose you did?"
R.E. THURSTON.

GOD SAVE THE QUEEN.

ACCOMPANIST O.E. BROWN.
_Trinity College (by Examination)._

STAGE MANAGER W.E. GRIM.

N.B.--The Manager begs to state that there will be no Latin
or classical allusions throughout the evening. No waits. No
charge for programmes. No antediluvian jokes.

This was printed on paper blushing pink--Biffen's colours--and Grim and
Wilson, when they got the advance proof last thing on Saturday night,
almost embraced in their jubilation. There was such a swagger look about
the "N.B."

Meanwhile B.A.M. Cherry had consulted his dictionary, and therein found
that an "epilogue" was defined as "a concluding speech in an oration or
play." He broke into a cold sweat of horror. That was an epilogue, then!
Where could he find one? What would be the good of one if he did find it?
And supposing he had one and could recite it, it was