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Every detail of their appearance and their behaviour confirmed the statement in the flash that brought them all before my mind ! And I had never thought of it , never but dreamt that we were doing battle with the archenemies of our class . But there was no time for further reflection , nor had I recovered breath enough for another word , when the hansom clattered up the cobbles into Waterloo Station . And our last sprint of that athletic night ended in a simultaneous leap into separate carriages as the platform slid away from the 12:10 train . Knocked Out But it was hardly likely to be the last excitement of the night , as I saw for myself before Raffles joined me at Vauxhall . An arch-traitor like Daniel Levy might at least be trusted to play the game out with loaded dice ; no single sportsman could compete against his callous machinations ; and that was obviously where I was coming in . I only wished I had not come in before !