Hugh Morgan had apparently always been more or less of an enigma to them.

They knew he was no coward, for only the last winter he had leaped boldly into the river at the risk of his own life, and saved little Tommy Crabbe just when the unfortunate child was about to be drawn by the fierce current under the ice.

Still, no one had even known Hugh to be engaged in a fight.

There was some deep object back of his reluctance so to demean himself, most of the fellows believed, and as he was so well liked, they respected his motives.
Just then keen-eyed Andy McGuffey was heard to cry out: "Speak of an angel and you'll hear the rustle of his wings, and there comes our Hugh right now.

See, he's waving his hand to us, and is hurrying along at almost a run.