Classics Retold

Next day.  My first day in the school.  The roar of voices in the school room changed to a hush as Mr Creakle entered, after breakfast, and stood in the doorway looking round upon us like a giant in a story book surveying his captives. Tungay stood at Mr Creakle's elbow.  He had no occasion to cry out 'silence!' so ferociously, for the boys all struck speechless and motionless.  Mr Creakle was seen to speak, and Tungay was seen to hear. 'Now, boys, this is a new half.  Take care what you are about, in the new half.  Come fresh upto lessons, I advise you, for I come fresh upto punishment.  I won't flinch.  It will be of no use you rubbing yourselves; you won't rub out the marks that I shall give you.  Now, get to work, every boy!' When this introduction was delivered, Tungay stumped out again, Mr Creakle came to where I sat, and told me that if I were famous for biting, he was famous for biting, too.  Then he showed me the cane, and asked...