You can take your seat." Then turning to Andrew, the teacher said-- "Was it about William Wilkins that your father sent for you ?" "Yes, sir." "You told him how it was ?" The boy was silent.
"He didn't punish you, surely ?" Tears trembled on the closing lashes of the injured child; but he answered nothing.

The teacher saw how it was, and questioned him no farther.

From that time he was kinder toward his wayward and, too often, offending scholar, and gained a better influence over him.
Not for a moment, during the afternoon, was the thought that his father knew of his blamelessness absent from Andrew's mind.

And, when he returned home, his heart beat feverishly in anticipation of the meeting between him and his parent.

He felt sure that the teacher's note had reached his father after the punishment had been inflicted; and he expected, from an innate sense of right and justice, that some acknowledgment, grateful to his injured feelings, of the wrong he had suffered, would be made.