By Frank Richards
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Billy Bunter blinked at him. The van had halted. Whither it used to be certain, Bunter had neither notion nor cared whilst he had dodged into it. All Bunter cared approximately used to be getting clear of Wingate— and what awaited him at Greyfriars. The extra miles that van lined, and the higher the rate, the higher Bunter used to be happy. however it had stopped, eventually: doubtless for the supply of products, for the driving force had stepped down and opened the doorways on the again. Then Bunter dawned on him. He stared blankly on the fats Owl. It was once his first intimation that he were wearing an unsuspected passenger. 'I—I—I—I say—! ' stammered Bunter. 'Wot you doing in my van? ' demanded the driving force. 'Stealing a journey whilst a bloke wasn't taking a look— what? ' 'I—I—I— You see—I—' 'Git out. ' Billy Bunter eyed the motive force warily, as he acquired out. He half-expected a smack on a fats head as a present for stealing a experience. the motive force eyed him in flip, without doubt remembering that inquiry, again in Friardale, a few 'fat child in spectacles'. 'Bloke once you? ' he requested. 'Oh! sure! ' gasped Bunter. 'A— nice monstrous fellow— he used to be after me— and—and I needed to get away, and— and—' 'All correct! you could 'ook it. ' Bunter was once comfortable to 'hook' it. He rolled out of the van, and blinked around him, to check the place he was once. At a bit distance used to be the road of the cliffs, with the ocean rolling past. The van had stopped at the Pegg street. The inland part of the line was once dotted with a row of bungalows, dealing with the ocean. The van had stopped on the backyard gate of 1 of them. On that gate used to be in inscription that rang a bell in Billy Bunter's fats reminiscence. THE BEGONIAS. 'Oh! ' ejaculated Bunter. the strain of modern occasions had completely pushed from his fats brain all recollection of what Mr. Bunter had advised him on Gosling's cellphone the day past. He had now not given a unmarried proposal to the Begonias, or to Mr. Pilkins, or to the supply of products on the Begonias that afternoon, or to his pater's directions to be immediate to accept these items. His fats brain were completely clean generally topic. however it was once recalled now, as he blinked at 'The Begonias' at the bungalow gate. He understood now why Chunkley's van had stopped there. It had stopped to bring the products of which Mr. Bunter had urged his hopeful son to take supply. 'Oh! ' repeated Bunter. He have been approximately to roll away. Now he didn't roll away. He blinked up and down the line. there has been no signal of pursuit. evidently, Wingate were left at the back of at Friardale. All used to be secure now. And Bunter had the most important of that untenanted bungalow in his pocket. all at once, he used to be on the spot to hold out his pater's directions. yet that used to be now not his leader inspiration. His leader proposal, as he blinked on the Begonias, used to be that the following was once a shelter the place he might relaxation his weary fats limbs safe from pursuit. And one other idea— a nonetheless happier one— flashed into his fats mind, as he remembered what Mr. Bunter had acknowledged on Gosling's phone. 'Chiefly fit to be eaten, i feel. ' there have been edibles one of the items that Chunkley's motive force needed to carry on the Begonias.