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He
could
hear
the
cries
of
the
fellows
on
the
playgrounds
.
He
broke
into
a
run
and
,
running
quicker
and
quicker
,
ran
across
the
cinderpath
and
reached
the
third
line
playground
,
panting
.
The
fellows
had
seen
him
running
.
They
closed
round
him
in
a
ring
,
pushing
one
against
another
to
hear
.
--
Tell
us
!
Tell
us
!
--
What
did
he
say
?
--
Did
you
go
in
?
--
What
did
he
say
?
--
Tell
us
!
Tell
us
!
He
told
them
what
he
had
said
and
what
the
rector
had
said
and
,
when
he
had
told
them
,
all
the
fellows
flung
their
caps
spinning
up
into
the
air
and
cried
:
--
Hurroo
!
They
caught
their
caps
and
sent
them
up
again
spinning
sky-high
and
cried
again
:
