I'll never forget your goodness to me, and I'll pay back somehow--that I will, sir." His boyish voice suddenly throbbed with emotion, and he stopped.

Again for a moment he had the forlorn look of a small animal astray from its own.
Saltash patted his shoulder kindly.

"All right.

That'll do.

Don't be tragic about it! Come along to your burrow and have a good square sleep!" He led him away without further words, and Toby went, gratefully and submissively.
A few minutes later Saltash came back with a smile on his ugly face, half-quizzical, and half-compassionate.
"Rum little devil!" he commented again as he began to undress.