Why, I should fancy if Felgate goes in for it it's not much harm." "Felgate knows what he's up to, and can look after himself," said Arthur.

"You can't; you swallow everything any ass tells you!" "I don't swallow all _you_ tell me, for one!" retorted Dig.
Arthur coloured; he did not like being pulled up short like that, especially when he was doing the high moral business.
"All serene!" said he testily; "do as you please.

I've warned you to keep out of it, young Oakshott.

Don't blame me if you burn your fingers." Thus said his prigship, and undid all the credit his little act of self- denial had earned him.

He is not the only boy who gets his head turned now and then by the unexpected discovery that he is virtuous.