The things we do!

Chivers, the senior pupil, down to the little
imp Harry Hooker, who knew as much mischief at twelve years old, and
could draw as cleverly as many a student of five-and-twenty; and Bob
Trotter, the diminutive fag of the studio, who ran on all the young men's
errands, and fetched them in apples, oranges, and walnuts. Clive opened
his eyes with wonder when he first beheld these simple feasts, and the
pleasure with which some of the young men partook of them. They were
addicted to polonies; they did not disguise their love for Banbury cakes;
they made bets in ginger-beer, and gave and took the odds in that
frothing liquor. There was a young Hebrew amongst the pupils, upon whom
his brother-students used playfully to press ham sandwiches, pork
sausages, and the like. This young man (who has risen to great wealth
subsequently, and was bankrupt only three months since) actually bought
cocoa-nuts, and sold them at a profit amongst the lads. His pockets were
never without pencil-cases, French chalk, garnet brooches, for which he
was willing to bargain.


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