Billy Bunter's Benefit By Frank Richards - Friardale

Billy Bunter’s Benefit
By Frank Richards
There was a loud bump as Bunter landed. There was a louder yell.
“Yaroooh!”
The door of No. 1 Study banged after Bunter. Harry Wharton returned
to his lines—uninterrupted further by Bunter. Bunter did not seem to
want any more helping out.
CHAPTER XIII
A ROW IN THE RAG!
“CHEEK! said Coker.
Coker of the Fifth was frowning.
Something, it was clear, had come between the wind and his nobility.
Coker was wrathy.
He came into the Rag with knitted brows. A dozen juniors in that
apartment looked round at him, not with welcoming looks. The Rag
belonged to the Lower School. Senior men could come in, if they liked: but
they were not permitted to throw their weight about. Coker came in as if
the place belonged to him, which put many backs up at once.
Regardless of hostile glances, Coker of the Fifth stared round the room,
and crossed it to where a paper was pinned up. That paper was in the hand
of William Wibley, President of the Remove Dramatic Society. Coker
stared at the paper with an intensifying frown, and ejaculated “Cheek!”
So far as Remove fellows could see, there was nothing in that paper to
worry Horace Coker, or even to interest him. It was of interest only to
the amateur actors of the Remove.
REMOVE DRAMATIC SOCIETY,
HAMLET.
Rehearsal Wednesday 6 p.m.
W. Wibley.
Members of the R.D.S. had read the notice, and some of them had smiled.
Last Wednesday Wibley had fixed rehearsal for three o’clock, and had
been left to carry on with it on his lonely own. Perhaps Wib had taken a
tip from that experience. Now he had fixed it for after tea.
Why Coker was interested in Wibley’s paper was rather a mystery. Why
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