. . . Which the two or three constables did their best
and 'phoned me up."
"Much damage?" I asked.
"Can't say, sir. I was given post at the gates, where for ten
minutes my fellows was kept pretty busy bashing 'em and throwing 'em
out. You see, it being Saturday, most of the students had gone home,
and the porter was took of a heap and ran. . . . Or that's how it was
reported. And whiles we was thus occupied, word came out that the
game was over without need to call reinforcements, if we could hold
the gate. We answered back sayin' if that was all we was doing it
comfortably. Whereupon they began to hand us out the arrests, with
word that some outbuildings had been wrecked and a considerable deal
of glass broken. Lavatories, as I gathered."
"Laboratories," I suggested.
"Very like," the Sergeant agreed; "if you put it so. It struck me as
sounding like the sort of place where you wash your hands. . . .
We was pretty busy just then, or up to that moment; but from
information that reached me, they was trying to wreck some part of
the science buildings.
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