Bunter the Caravanner - Friardale

'Krinko!' exclaimed Nugent.
'Precisely!' said Mr. Fixer. 'He has as good as told us so, now.
One could not be sure, of course, that your schoolmaster's
suspicions were well—founded—but it was easy to put it to the
test.'
'Oh!' exclaimed Harry. 'That's why you told us - for Jervis to
hear—'
Mr. Fixer laughed.
'I do not, as a rule, take schoolboys into my confidence,' he
said. 'I had a special reason on this occasion.'
'To make the man give himself away?' said Johnny Bull. 'But
you've let him get away, too, if he's the man. He's cleared.'
'I hardly think that he will get very far,' said Mr. Fixer,
cheerfully. 'Other eyes have been on the watch while I have been
enjoying this walk and talk with you young fellows. However, I
will leave you now. I shall be seeing you again - I shall
require statements from you, and especially from Master Bunter,
upon whom that rascal seems to have palmed himself off as a manservant.'
'Oh, crikey!'
Mr. Fixer gave the juniors a cheery nod and walked away at a
brisk pace. He left the caravan at a halt and the caravanners
gazing at one another blankly.
'Oh, crikey!' repeated Billy Bunter, quite faintly.
'Well,' said Bob Cherry, with a deep breath. 'That's what Quelch
was after yesterday! And we've been keeping our eyes open for
that man Krinko-and he's been under our noses all the while!
Bobbies and coppers and peelers hunting for him all over the
shop - and him caravanning with us - Bunter's jolly old manservant!
This beats the band!'
And his comrades agreed that it did.