100 THE CHERRY-STONES.

was never less lame in his life; and so, I
suppose, he will beat us all.”

This sally produced a laugh, in which
all but Harry joined. The boys tossed
up for the choice. The sides were chosen,
and the game commenced with much
spirit.

Now, notwithstanding Mertoun’s angry
declaration to the contrary, his shoe was
very far from comfortable. He had con-
tinually felt during the day the same in-
convenience which had troubled him in
the morning. He had been afraid to take
off his shoe at that time, because War-
beck would have seen the state of his
stocking; and, although during school-
time, he had abundant opportunities of
doing so without the slightest risk, ouilt
is ever so suspicious, that he always fan-
cied some one was watching him, so that