Billy Bunter's Benefit By Frank Richards - Friardale

Billy Bunter’s Benefit
By Frank Richards
sorrowfully accustomed, nobody seemed to care! Somehow or other, Billy
Bunter had to raise the sum of two pounds one, to add to the five pounds
six that remained for Mr. Parker. But that was not his only worry.
Bunter was hungry. He was always hungry in break, and at most other
times. And there was cash in his pocket.
Billy Bunter was not bright, but even Bunter was bright enough to realise
that he had better keep that remnant intact. On the other hand, he was
hungry: and was there after all much difference between being short of
two pounds one, and short of two pounds five, or two pounds ten? As he
blinked in at the window of the tuck-shop, like a fat Peri at the gate of
Paradise, Bunter decided that there was not!
He rolled into the tuck-shop.
He remained there till the bell rang for third school. When the bell
clanged out, it was a shiny and sticky Bunter that joined the Remove
crowd heading for the form-room. And the sum remaining in his tattered
wallet had been reduced from five pounds six shillings to four pounds
seventeen and six! Which did not look as if the fat Owl was likely to
emerge from his financial difficulties in the near future!
CHAPTER XXII
A SPOT OF BOTHER!
“LINES?” asked the Bounder.
He came into No. 1 Study, in flannels, with a bat under his arm. Harry
Wharton was alone in the study, after class. He was seated at the table,
pen in hand, a book propped open against the inkstand. On a paper before
him a number of lines in Latin were written,
He glanced round as Smithy spoke.
“No! Only copying out some verses.”
“Swotting?” asked Smithy, with a stare.
“Sort of,” admitted Wharton.
Vernon-Smith glanced at the paper on the table. It ran:
Forte sub arguta consederat ilice Daphnis,
compulerantque greges Corydon et Thyrsis in unum,
Thyrsis ovis, Corydon distentas lacte capellas,
ambo florentes aetatibus, Arcades ambo,
et cantare pares et respondere parati.
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