Teddy's Button by Amy le Feuvre
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page 75 of 114 (65%)
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used to bring their masters, when they didn't--'
'Edward Platt!' Never had the master's voice sounded so stern. The frogs were discovered!--and his wrath was not appeased by seeing the cluster of heads round Teddy, and catching a few words of the delicious story going on. Teddy started to his feet. 'Who put these frogs here?' 'I did, sir.' The answer was boldly given. 'Come here!' And amidst the sudden hush that fell on all the boys, Teddy walked up to the master's desk with hot cheeks and bent head. 'Edward Platt, for the last three days you have been incorrigible. I have kept you in, and given you extra tasks, but neither has had any effect. Now I shall have to do what I have never yet done to you. Hold out your hand.' Teddy's head was raised instantly, and holding himself erect he bore unflinchingly the three or four sharp strokes with the cane that the master thought fit to give him. 'Now,' said the master, 'you can go home. I will dispense with your |
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