Billy Bunter's Benefit By Frank Richards - Friardale
Billy Bunter's Benefit By Frank Richards - Friardale
Billy Bunter's Benefit By Frank Richards - Friardale
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<strong>Billy</strong> Bunter’s <strong>Benefit</strong><br />
<strong>By</strong> <strong>Frank</strong> <strong>Richards</strong><br />
he laid a pound note and a shilling on the table.<br />
“Good man!”<br />
“Hear, hear!”<br />
“<strong>By</strong> gum! I shall have to write out a special ticket for that,” said Bob.<br />
“Wait a minute, Mauly.”<br />
“I say, you fellows—.”<br />
“Shut up, Bunter! Here you are, Mauly.”<br />
‘Sold many guinea seats?’ asked Mauleverer.<br />
Lord Mauleverer ambled out with his special ticket, <strong>Frank</strong> Nugent picked<br />
up the shilling and clinked it into the cash-box. At the same moment, a fat<br />
paw reached for the pound note.<br />
Rap<br />
“Yarooooh!” roared <strong>Billy</strong> Bunter, as a ruler, in Johnny Bull’s hand,<br />
established sudden contact with a set of fat knuckles.<br />
Bunter sucked fat knuckles and spluttered frantically,<br />
Nugent picked up the pound note and slipped it into the cash-box.<br />
“Look here, you beast—!” roared Bunter.<br />
“Roll away, barrel. We’re busy.”<br />
“Ow! wow!” Bunter, sucking fat knuckles, glared at the Famous Five. “Look<br />
here, this is my benefit, not yours. I can jolly well take charge of the<br />
cash if I like! See?”<br />
“And where would it go?” asked Bob.<br />
“That is my business, when it’s my benefit!” hooted Bunter. “You jolly well<br />
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