I did it spontaneously.

Mr.Rippenger gazed at me in descending from his desk; Julia, too, looking grieved.
For my part, I exulted in having done a thing that gave me a likeness to Heriot.
'Little Richmond, you're a little hero,' he said, caressing me.

'I saw old Rippenger whisper to that beast, Boddy.

Never mind; they won't hurt you as long as I'm here.

Grow tough, that's what you've got to do.
I'd like to see you horsed, only to see whether you're game to take it without wincing--if it didn't hurt you much, little lad.' He hugged me up to him.
'I'd take anything for you, Heriot,' said I.
'All right,' he answered, never meaning me to suffer on his account.