"But it don't make any difference whether he knows Latin or not,"
proceeded Jim. "He has been impudent to me, and he shall suffer for
it. I was hoping to get a chance at him this recess, but it'll
keep."
"You might spoil his appetite for dinner," said Bates, who was
rather a toady to Jim.
"That's just exactly what I expect to do; at any rate, for supper.
I've got to have a reckoning with that young muff."
The recess lasted fifteen minutes. At the end of that time the
schoolbell rang, and the boys trooped back into the schoolroom.
Hector sat at his desk looking tranquil and at ease. He alone seemed
unaware of the fate that was destined for him.
CHAPTER X.
DINNER AT SMITH INSTITUTE.
At twelve o'clock the morning session closed. Then came an
intermission of an hour, during which the day scholars either ate
lunch brought with them, or went to their homes in the village to
partake of a warm repast.
At ten minutes past twelve, a red-armed servant girl made her
appearance at the back door looking out on the playground, and rang
a huge dinner bell.
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