Bunter the Caravanner - Friardale

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'Certainly, sir.' 'Where's my stick?' 'Here, sir!' Johnny Bull picked up the stick. 'Where's my hat?' 'Here you are, sir!' Frank Nugent restored the hat. Captain Pooter-Jones jammed the hat on his head and the stick under his arm. He gave the caravanners a final glare and stalked away. Harry Wharton and Co. gazed after him, never having been so glad in all their young lives to see anybody's back. 'What a spot of luck!' murmured Nugent. 'The luckfulness is terrific.' 'We're well out of that!' said Johnny Bull. There was no doubt about that. How the affair might have ended, but for the fortunate episode at the plank bridge that afternoon, the caravanners could not guess. Luckily, it had ended well for the Famous Five, if not for Billy Bunter. It was an immense relief to see the back of the irate stout gentleman as he stalked away. But he did not stalk very far. He stopped and turned. 'Hallo, hallo, hallo, he's coming back!' breathed Bob. 'Ware that stick!' For a moment, the juniors wondered whether the stout gentleman had changed his mind and decided after all to get busy with that stick! But it was not that! The stick remained under the captain's arm. He was still frowning, but not so thunderously. 'You can stay till morning!' he barked. 'Oh! Thank you, sir!' The little captain stalked away again. This time he stalked away for good, disappearing by a path through the trees. He left the Famous Five grinning at one another - Bob rubbing painful spots as he grinned. 'Not a bad old codger, after all!' remarked Nugent. 'Too jolly handy with that stick of his,' said Bob. 'All serene now, though.' 'The all-serenefulness is preposterous,' agreed Hurree Jamset Ram Singh. 'But where is the esteemed and ridiculous Bunter?' 'Goodness knows.' 'Perhaps Bunter will take a little more notice of notice-boards after this,' remarked Johnny Bull, sarcastically. 'Perhaps,' said Harry Wharton, laughing. 'Goodness knows where the fat ass has got to. I suppose he will wander back sooner or later. Can't see anything of him, at any rate.' 'I saw the last of him,' said Bob. 'He seemed to be in rather a hurry. Looked as if he had a chance for the school hundred yards, the rate he was going at.' 'Ha, ha, ha!'
The juniors looked round them in the bright moonlight. The fleeing fat Owl had vanished into the wood that bordered the meadow; Bob had had the last glimpse of him as he vanished. Where he was now, nobody could guess. There was no sign or sound of William George Bunter. Neither was there of Jervis. Possibly Jervis was sleeping too soundly to have been disturbed by the sudden uproar in the night. More probably he preferred to keep at a safe distance from the fierce little captain. Anyhow, neither Jervis nor his lord and master was to be seen in the moonlit meadow, and the Famous Five looked round in vain for a fat figure and a glimmer of spectacles in the light of the moon. 'He'll turn up,' said Nugent. 'Sure to,' grunted Johnny Bull. 'Bad pennies always turn up.' 'I'll give him a yell,' said Bob. 'If he's anywhere around, he will hear it and roll in.' And Bob roared at the top of a powerful voice. 'Bunter! Bunty! Bunt!' 'Bunt!' came back an echo from the woods. But there was no other response to Bob's stentorian roar. 'Bunter!' roared Bob again. 'Bunter! Bunty! Bunt!' Again only echo responded. 'Must have heard that if he's around,' said Bob. 'Must have heard it if he's in Sussex at all,' said Johnny Bull. 'I fancy they must have heard that in Wiltshire.' 'If not in Cornwall!' remarked Nugent. 'Ha, ha, ha!' 'Shall I give him another?' asked Bob. 'For goodness sake, don't!' said Harry. 'We don't want to wake up all the South of England at this time of night. Let's turn in.' And as Billy Bunter, wherever he was, was obviously out of hearing, and had to be left to his own devices, the Famous Five returned to their blankets in the tent, and once more slumber settled down on the caravan-camp.
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BUNTER THE CARAVANNER By FRANK RICH
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that that tuck was parked within th
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did he slacken to his accustomed pa
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That cake was a good size. It had b
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Bunter anxious to get out of that v
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'Beast! I say, don't you tell them
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'Wow! Owl Stoppit!' yelled Bunter,
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'I remember him,' assented Prout. '
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CHAPTER 5 BUNTER ON A BIKE 'I SAY,
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'I'm going!' growled Johnny Bull: a
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CHAPTER 6 UNEXPECTED! 'BEAST!' Bill
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'Not at all, sir! An honour and a p
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CHAPTER 7 AMAZING BILLY BUNTER lean
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was willing to be patronized, Billy
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CHAPTER 8 A SURPRISE FOR THE STUDY
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'Hem!' 'You can look over the carav
Page 33 and 34: CHAPTER 9 THE VANISHED VAN 'WHERE'S
Page 35 and 36: after him, Bunter hoped that he wou
Page 37 and 38: that you do not wish to give me the
Page 39 and 40: 'Not far from the station at Woolle
Page 41 and 42: 'That caravan yarn again,' answered
Page 43 and 44: CHAPTER 12 BILLY BUNTER'S CARAVAN '
Page 45 and 46: 'Indeed, sir.' 'You see, he was a s
Page 47 and 48: CHAPTER 13 SEEING IS BELIEVING 'THA
Page 49 and 50: 'I was jolly particular about it, y
Page 51 and 52: 'Not Tennyson?' asked Nugent. 'No.
Page 53 and 54: had, in fact, had several meals one
Page 55 and 56: chum a playful barge in time. Johnn
Page 57 and 58: CHAPTER 15 DITCHED! 'LEAVE it to me
Page 59 and 60: 'Don't cut it too fine, Bunter,' ca
Page 61 and 62: 'Urrrrgh! Beasts! Grooogh! I'm all
Page 63 and 64: lane, the car slowed and stopped, t
Page 65 and 66: owler hat, he looked about as commo
Page 67 and 68: strolled away up the shady lane, an
Page 69 and 70: Then he turned and panted along the
Page 71 and 72: 'All right now, sir,' said Harry. '
Page 73 and 74: CHAPTER 18 BUNTER KNOWS BEST 'I SAY
Page 75 and 76: 'May be only gammon, as that fat ch
Page 77 and 78: Five in the tent was rather close p
Page 79 and 80: Billy Bunter slept peacefully on, i
Page 81 and 82: CHAPTER 20 SPOT OF LUCK 'HALLO, hal
Page 83: lankly. They had not expected to se
Page 87 and 88: he glimpsed a tall man in gaiters -
Page 89 and 90: locked in a shed till morning - can
Page 91 and 92: ushes grew too thickly for visibili
Page 93 and 94: and spectacles shot round continual
Page 95 and 96: apidly behind. If a tall man in gai
Page 97 and 98: 'Rot!' grunted Johnny Bull. 'The ro
Page 99 and 100: 'I say, you fellows—' 'Ha, ha, ha
Page 101 and 102: Having scanned the angular figure i
Page 103 and 104: 'You can't pull my leg, Cherry,' he
Page 105 and 106: Bunter, in fact, was indignant. His
Page 107 and 108: 'Taking a little walk,' said Bob Ch
Page 109 and 110: the way of regarding the caravan as
Page 111 and 112: y its orthography. However, he fold
Page 113 and 114: had tact: he did not pursue the sub
Page 115 and 116: unexpectedly. They were going to re
Page 117 and 118: Mr. Quelch. 'He may have engaged so
Page 119 and 120: CHAPTER 29 MOONLIGHT MARCH 'How swe
Page 121 and 122: 'I tell you I jolly well know!' yap
Page 123 and 124: accustomed deference. 'Perhaps you
Page 125 and 126: they have expected to see him trave
Page 127 and 128: 'Here's a chair, sir.' 'You'll join
Page 129 and 130: CHAPTER 31 THE WANTED MAN 'OH what
Page 131 and 132: 'Yes, in the capacity of a man-serv
Page 133 and 134: CHAPTER 32 NOT SO GOOD FOR BUNTER '
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'Ha, ha, ha!' 'Oh, really, Bull—'
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