Then, feeling that he had fallen from that high gravity which was as spice to the pudding, and the flavour of the whole little tragedy, he drew himself up.

"Waldo," he said, "confess to me instantly, and without reserve, that you ate the peaches." The boy's face was white now.

His eyes were on the ground, his hands doggedly clasped before him.
"What, do you not intend to answer ?" The boy looked up at them once from under his bent eyebrows, and then looked down again.
"The creature looks as if all the devils in hell were in it," cried Tant Sannie.

"Say you took them, boy.

Young things will be young things; I was older than you when I used to eat bultong in my mother's loft, and get the little niggers whipped for it.