HARRY OTTER 85 



fourteen ever try to face a batch of lasses. In 

 fine, I was terribly mauled, and did not feel my 

 ears at all comfortable in their externals for a con- 

 siderable time afterwards. 



But enough of these idle anecdotes. The reader 

 will now understand that I, Harry Otter, was an 

 idle scamp. If he chooses to keep company with 

 me in my rambles, he will, nevertheless, find no 

 very particular harm in me, and I on my part shall 

 be delighted to hold good fellowship with an 

 indulgent brother of the craft. 



