me.

    Bob took t of  and t away from he ground.

    tom loosed  Bob to rise.

    `t  your   it. But you ed to c: I e a c. I s go along urning round   casting a regret to-catc relinquisy.

    `You may let it alone, t after  if I like - t, but Ill take care you dont... . An youre a nasty figurkey-cock, you are... .

    tom  looking round, and Yap followed ed his passions.

    `Go along  oting louder, in a last effort to sustain  tom  to be provoked into turning round, and Bobs voice began to falter a little as she said,

    `An In gien you everyted noter toms retreating footsteps. But it produced no effect, except t terrible void in , no knife was gone.

    ood still till tom e and disappeared be  vex tom, and pride or resentment -knife.  entreating t c familiar rougen grasped for mere affection as it lay idle in . And t been s is life  a pocket-knife to asted a ence? No: to ter tc is a compre of desperation, but to t-knife after an implacable friend is clearly in every sense a o t  quite a nec again after temporary separation, in opening one blade after t sensitive on t of  a cer. t fine moral aroma   muc of Bobs  could self perceptible t, for all t,  utterly a sneak and a tom ily decided.

    But tom, you perceive, ice in ice t desires to  culprits as muco be , and is troubled s concerning t amount of ts. Maggie saly tones into t is not pleasant to give up a rat-catc your mind on it. But if tom old rongest feeling at t moment,  t ions; w.