lind-swipes. He returned towards the pavilion, so far
forgetting himself in his pleasure as to swing about his bat like a
tennis-racket. What thunderous applause he received! It was his last
term, and his last match. And I am glad that the final picture,
which our memory preserves of White alive, shows us the sterling oaf
departing after a glorious innings, surrounded by uproarious
school-fellows, and smiling as only the righteous can. Grand old
boy, may we meet many more like you!

By a quarter to five the School total had reached the astonishing
figure of 350. To this I had contributed 4, with which I was very
satisfied, as it was four more than I expected. Lancaster declared,
and the school by its applause endorsed the decision.

Now, how did the position stand? Stumps were to be drawn at 7.30. To
save the innings defeat the Masters must score over 250 in two hours
and a half. An impossible achievement--a hundred to one on an
innings defeat! But would they all be bowled out in the little time
left? With luck, and Honion in form, yes. And luck was with us, and
Honion in great form this afternoon. Oh, a thousand to one on an
innings defeat!

Sec.5

The School took the field without unnecessary delay, and Radley
opened the Masters' innings. They were going to make a fight of it,
then. But the School had set its heart on the innings victory, and
the team had the moral strength derived from the concentrated
determination of six hundred boys. What had the Masters to oppose
this? Nothing save Radley and a handful of tarnished Blues.

It is stated that the third innings of the day opened like this:
Honion started on a longer run than usual, as if to terrify this
Radley fellow. The latter, so an enormous number declared, though I
contend they were mistaken, started to run at the same time as the
bowler, and, meeting the ball at full-pitch, smote it for six. The
jubilant expectations of the crowd, always as sensitive as the Stock
Exchange, fluctuated. The second ball was square-cut more quietly
for four. The third was driven high over the bowler's head and
travelled to the boundary-rope. Honion placed a man at the spot
where the ball passed the rope, and sent down a similar delivery.
Radley pulled it, as a great laugh went up, to the very spot from
which the fieldsman had been removed. Eighteen in four balls! The
spirits of the crowd drooped.

Penny, at his place with Doe, began to sulk, saying he was sick of
it all