Billy Bunter's Bodyguard (Billy Bunter, Book 32)

Billy Bunter's Bodyguard (Billy Bunter, Book 32)

Frank Richards

Language: English

Pages: 211

ISBN: B0000CLINQ

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Another Billy Bunter adventure at Greyfriars school

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

gallop, with a frantic clatter of hoofs. The vehicle shot away at almost lightning speed. Of all who witnessed that sudden, startling scene, only one had the presence of mind to act in time. That one was the Bounder of Greyfriars. Smithy was always quick on the uptake. It was a matter only of seconds. But those few seconds were enough for Smithy. As the galloping pony came shooting past, he made a bound at its head, caught the reins, and hung on. The pony's head was dragged down, and its

called into Quelch's study - it was anything but that! It was for the very rare experience of hearing words of commendation from his form-master! 'I wished to see you immediately you came in,' went on Mr. Quelch. 'Inspector Grimes assured us that you were unhurt, but I could not help feeling a little uneasy, after such an occurrence. I am glad to see that you seem to have suffered no ill-effects.' 'Oh! Nothing much, sir,' said Vernon-Smith. 'Only a few cuts from the man's whip. I'm only

tell you that pedlar was waiting and watching for me in the lane.' 'That's rot!' said Johnny Bull. 'Nobody outside the school could know that you had leave from class.' 'Oh! I—I don't see how he could!' admitted Bunter. 'But there he was, with his cart all ready to pitch me in, and he asked me if I was Bunter, and then grabbed me. How do I know that he's not hanging about looking for another chance? If I go over to Cliff House alone, he may collar me just like he did yesterday. I can tell

were ready to pour on his fat head when he did roll in. On the other hand, there was that kidnapper, whose existence Quelch could no longer doubt: and Billy Bunter was precisely the fellow to walk into his hands, if he was lurking in the vicinity on the watch. Between wrath, if there was nothing the matter after all, and anxiety, if there was something very much the matter, Quelch was in rather a mixed state of mind, and deeply disturbed. If Bunter did not come in, the police-station at

Billy Bunter's eyes, and spectacles were fixed uneasily on the open doorway. He was in full view of anyone passing along the passage: and no doubt he dreaded that the captain of the Remove might appear in the offing - with a stump in his hand! Smithy's study was a refuge where he was not likely to be looked for - with the door shut! But Smithy did not shut the door. He had no use for Bunter, and no idea of turning his study into a hide-out for a hunted Owl. 'Roll along to your own study,

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