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One other Billy Bunter experience at Greyfriars university.
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In basic terms this morning you desired to borrow a bob in holiday. Now you cough up a caravan, a horse, and a jolly outdated man-servant. Did they drop from the sky like manna? ' 'I feel that is what you name gratitude for a beneficiant invitation,' acknowledged Bunter, scornfully. 'Talk a couple of thankless serpent being sharper than a kid's tooth—' 'Ha, ha, ha! ' 'Look right here, you cackling beasts, in case you don't need to hitch up, i'm going to cross and ask another fellows! ' hooted the angry fats Owl. 'Yes or no? ' 'Oh, we are going to come, if there is a caravan,' acknowledged Harry Wharton, guffawing. 'Just what we need, if—! ' 'If! ' chuckled Bob. 'The if-fulness is fantastic. ' 'Well, go away it at that,' stated Bunter. 'I'd fairly such as you fellows to come back. no longer simply because i believe you will have lots of pocket-money, or whatever of that sort - simply because i admire your organization, you recognize. ' 'Ha, ha, ha! ' 'It's a pass, then? ' requested Bunter. 'Yes, if we see that caravan day after today, it is a move! ' stated Harry. 'We'll run out the motorcycles, anyways, and spot. If there is a caravan, it is a move - and if there's not, we will jolly good bump you for attempting to pull our leg. ' 'Yah! ' used to be Bunter's respond to that. He rolled clear of the entrance of No. 1 learn, leaving the buddies of the get rid of guffawing. Why the fats Owl had come to the learn with that comic story, they truly didn't comprehend: however the concept of believing in Bunter's caravan and Bunter's guy Jervis rarely happened to them. The fats Owl having departed, they resumed their dialogue of the way and capacity for a camping out journey within the hols - which definitely didn't glance as though they anticipated to determine that caravan at the morrow. bankruptcy nine THE VANISHED VAN 'WHERE'S that van? ' 'The wherefulness is extraordinary. ' 'O the place and O the place can or not it's? ' sang Bob Cherry. 'You fats spoofer! ' 'Bump him! ' 'Oh, crikey! ' stated Billy Bunter. He stood blinking over a gate right into a little meadow through the Redclyffe highway. In that meadow, he had totally anticipated to behold a pink caravan. He didn't behold a caravan, crimson or another way. He beheld a stretch of eco-friendly grass, hedges and bushes. there has been no longer even the ghost of a caravan. Harry Wharton and Co. gave him relatively expressive appears. that they had run out their motorcycles, after classification, as prepared. To their shock, Bunter, throughout the day, had adhered to his 'funny story'. He endured that there rather used to be a caravan, that it used to be camped within the meadow at the Redclyffe street and that his 'man Jervis' used to be there, ready with it for the Greyfriars fellows to return alongside. As he saved it up until the final second, whilst it was once time to push out the motorcycles, the friends of the eliminate started to ponder whether it was once, in spite of everything, no longer considered one of Bunter's romances, and no matter if there relatively was once a caravan in any case. yet that doubt used to be settled once they arrived on the gate of the little meadow. there has been no caravan. If there ever have been a caravan, it had vanished, just like the Arab who folded his tent and crept softly and silently away! Bunter knew that there have been a caravan: it have been there, below his personal eyes and spectacles. however it was once long past!