I grow like American boy." It was the appeal of a soul that looked from Timoteo's eyes.

Herbert flushed.
"Why, you poor fellow, of course you try!" he answered heartily.

"I--I'm sorry if I've ever said anything to the teacher that made you feel badly, Timoteo.

I won't do it again, and the other boys sha'n't, either! The teacher knows how hard you try.

She said the other day that you were a good boy.