But in the middle o' my dream it comes ower me that I had better waken up to see what Gavinia's doing, and I open my een, and there she is, sitting up, hearkening avidly to my every word, and putting sly questions to me about the glove." "What glove ?" Tommy asked coldly.
"The glove in silk paper." "I never heard of it," said Tommy.
Corp sighed.

"No," he said loyally, "neither did I"; and he went back to the station and sat gloomily in a wagon.

He got no help from Tommy, not even when rumours of the incident at the Slugs became noised abroad.
"A'body kens about the laddie now," he said.
"What laddie ?" Tommy inquired.
"Him that fell into the Slugs." "Ah, yes," Tommy said; "I have just been reading about it in the paper.

A plucky fellow, this Captain Ure who saved him.

I wonder who he is." "I wonder!" Corp said with a groan.
"There was an Alexander Bett with him, according to the papers," Tommy went on.