Come on up to our house.

Won't you ?" But Timoteo smiled, and shook his head, and went away on the long road that led toward home.

The heart of the Spanish boy was very happy.

He had done good to his enemy, and that enemy was turned into a friend.

And the teacher had said that Timoteo was a good boy! She knew how hard he tried! Timoteo sang for joy as he ran.
"I will learn! I will learn! I shall be like los Americanos!" he sang, and then he remembered how he had been tempted for one instant not to help Herbert.