Not that he knows that I ever did smoke; I should be precious sorry if he did, for I know how he despises it in boys.

Were you in school the other day when he caught Pietrie and Brooking ?" "No." "Well, when Brooking went up to have his exercise corrected, Rose smelt that he had been smoking, and charged him with it.

Brooking stoutly denied it, but after he had told the most robust lies, Rose made him empty his pockets, and there, sure enough, were a pipe and a cigar-case half full! You _should_ have heard how Rose thundered and lightened at him for his lying, and then sent him to the Doctor.

I never saw him so terrific before." "You don't mean to say you were convinced it was wrong because Brooking was caught, and told lies--do you?
_Non sequitur_." "Stop--not so fast." Very soon after Rose twigged Pietrie, who at once confessed, and was caned.

I happened to be in the library when Rose sent for him, and Pietrie said mildly that "he didn't see the harm of it." Rose smiled in his kind way, and said, "Don't see the _harm_ of it! Do you see any good in it ?" "No, sir." "Well, isn't it forbidden ?" "Yes, sir." "And doesn't it waste your money ?" "Yes, sir." "And tempt you to break rules, and tell lies to screen yourself ?" "Yes, sir," said Pietrie, putting his tail between his legs.
"And don't your parents disapprove it?
And doesn't it throw you among some of the worst boys, and get you into great troubles?
Silly child," he said, pulling Pietrie's ear (as he sometimes does, you know), "don't talk nonsense; and remember next time you're caught I shall have you punished." So off went Pietrie, [Greek: achreian idon] as our friend Homer says.