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The Hero of Garside School

Chapter 2 THE MESSAGE

Word Count: 2201    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

old school-back again at Garside House. He had had a pretty good time during the "vac.," but, none the les

-why wasn't he christened Weazel?-one might put up with a lo

a five-barred gate into a lane which wound round the side of the Man

at? Some one down

ttle distance down the lane. Paul

ong, sir?

knew where I was I was out of the saddl

ider. He grasped it, and tried to ri

that you are

against the saddle. "Poor old Falcon," patting the horse, "don't

and he stood listening as one who fears pursui

aven had inspired him, he turned to Paul suddenly wit

de almost as soon as I

ht riding at a very early age, and was as

inful every moment. I've got a message of the utmost impor

el

e for me? I ask it as a

once respond. Redmead was seven miles distant; it was getting dusk; the journey to Redm

. You don't know what it

ar, honest eyes, and an open, gentlemanly bearing. It was plain that the business on which h

outs in

the house of

've a chum at school named

living at Redmead is Stanley

Perc

ke your acquaintance, though I wish our introduct

aul was all aglow. H

shall only be too pleased to d

rapidly on a sheet

is a letter from Zuker, the German Jew,

torn paper, bearing on them, as it appeared to Paul, mysterious hieroglyphics. He put these insi

Walter Moncrief-in no one else's hands. I cannot tell you how much may depend upon

rds and manner. "There is my house, sir"-pointing to the Manor House. "You will

e open road. Though it was getting dusk, it mattered little to Paul, for he was well acquainted with eve

to help him and take his message. Shan't I have so

oglyphics on them, could mean, and what could be the message of which h

aves rustled beneath Falcon's feet. It was a noble, intelligent horse, and seemed as

g its neck. "I wouldn't mind a horse like you

o Paul as he reached it. There were two ways of going to his destination-one was by taking the road by the side of the common and skirting it, the other, by the more solitary but nearer roa

r. The road was bounded on either side by hedges, and the branches of trees interlaced each other in an arch-wa

the sooner our journey's ended, the sooner y

scarcely were the words from Paul's lips than a

decisive voice, with a

s on the eyes, which seemed to Paul, in that swift glance he caught of them, of a steely blue. He had a thick, military moustache, drawn out to fierce poin

east, only a few coppers. You're welcome

therefore, we don't want your coppers. We've got one or two questions to put to you. If

the terrible fate which might await the boy in the ev

Mr. Moncrief's

an was, and how he had

's right.

riding Falcon inste

e doing wrong. Yet what wrong could he do by speaking the truth. Paul wa

an accident-that's why,

th the other man. "That's the reason he's been

t he was giving Mr. Moncrief awa

ing to Mr. Walter Monc

He felt that he had

nough my information's right. All you need do is just to hand over to m

eless Mr. Moncrief's words, "I feel that I can trust you. You will not part with the letter,

eh? Quick! quick! hand over the packet,"

o the inner pocket where the packet lay, and drew it a little way from his pocket. This movement disarmed the man who held the bridle. He

rage and pain the ma

ow!" cried Paul, urg

ounded forward like a dart along the road. It went forward at a breakneck speed, quivering in every li

What a noble horse it is. That man is a foreigner, I'm sure of it-o

these men were the enemies of Mr. Moncrief; that they were anxious to get from him the packet of which he was the bearer. More

athe hard. What was the meaning of it? Had an accident befallen him, or had he grown weary? Paul knew enough of the animal to know that it would not readily

o keep the advantage he had gained on his pursuers. Once more he encouraged

o extricate his feet from the stirrups whe

fall, but he had no thought for h

ef glance he could tell that poor Falcon was dying, and he kn

ld fellow? Goo

was bathed in perspiration and foam. What had happened to it? In the uncertain light it was impossible to tell. Had it injured a foot or leg?

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1 Chapter 1 THE MOTHER'S PRAYER2 Chapter 2 THE MESSAGE3 Chapter 3 THE CRY OF THE PSALMIST4 Chapter 4 SHADOWS OF THE EVENING5 Chapter 5 THE LITTLE HUNCHBACK6 Chapter 6 HARRY MONCRIEF ARRIVES AT GARSIDE7 Chapter 7 A BAD COMMENCEMENT FOR THE TERM8 Chapter 8 FOR THE SAKE OF A CHUM9 Chapter 9 GOOD ADVICE10 Chapter 10 TORN FROM THE BLACK BOOK11 Chapter 11 FOR THE HONOUR OF THE FORM12 Chapter 12 THE FORUM13 Chapter 13 A CHALLENGE FROM ST. BEDE'S14 Chapter 14 THE CHAMPION OF HIS FORM15 Chapter 15 WHAT HAPPENED AT THE SAND-PIT16 Chapter 16 HE MIGHT HAVE BEEN A LEPER 17 Chapter 17 THE GARGOYLE RECORD 18 Chapter 18 PAUL WRITES A LETTER19 Chapter 19 THE SCHOOL OF ADVERSITY20 Chapter 20 WYNDHAM AGAIN TO THE RESCUE21 Chapter 21 THE CHASM WIDENS22 Chapter 22 HATCHING A PLOT, AND WHAT CAME OF IT23 Chapter 23 THE LAST BOND OF FRIENDSHIP24 Chapter 24 THE RAFT ON THE RIVER25 Chapter 25 ON A VOYAGE OF ADVENTURE26 Chapter 26 WHAT HAPPENED ON THE RAFT27 Chapter 27 THE OLD FLAG28 Chapter 28 HIBBERT ASKS STRANGE QUESTIONS29 Chapter 29 AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR ARRIVES AT GARSIDE30 Chapter 30 HIBBERT FINISHES HIS STORY31 Chapter 31 A MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE32 Chapter 32 HOW THE OLD FLAG WAS TAKEN FROM GARSIDE33 Chapter 33 FRIEND AND FOE34 Chapter 34 THE MYSTIC ORDER OF BEETLES35 Chapter 35 A REMARKABLE DISCOVERY36 Chapter 36 THE FOX-HOLE 37 Chapter 37 THE LETTERS AT THE TUCK-SHOP38 Chapter 38 FORGIVE, AND YE SHALL BE FORGIVEN 39 Chapter 39 THE MISSING FLAG40 Chapter 40 HOW THE FLAG FOUND ITS WAY BACK TO THE TURRET41 Chapter 41 FRIENDS IN COUNCIL42 Chapter 42 UNEXPECTED TIDINGS43 Chapter 43 THE STORM BREAKS44 Chapter 44 IN THE GARDEN45 Chapter 45 HOW THE VOTE WAS CARRIED46 Chapter 46 WATERMAN DOES A STRANGE THING47 Chapter 47 IN THE FOX'S HOLE48 Chapter 48 THE BURNING SHIP49 Chapter 49 THE PETITION—WHAT BEFELL IT50 Chapter 50 FOUND OUT