I had no willing or knowing part in your discomfiture.

I tell you this now, sir, after having proved that I wasn't afraid merely of being called out.

I am tremendously sorry that this fight had to be." "You held up your end all right, mister," was the yearling's concise tribute.
Then, after sending Anstey back to camp with the officials, Dick accompanied Greg to cadet hospital, where the latter's eye was dressed and "painted out" as much as could be.
Both of Mr.Butler's seconds were required to help him to hospital.
Nor did the yearling get out very soon.

His jaw had not been fractured, but for some days the medical officers feared "green-stick" fracture, with a consequent danger of suppuration.

It was not until after the end of the encampment that the yearling was discharged from hospital.
"Where's Mr.Butler to-night ?" inquired a very pretty girl, as she strolled through camp in the evening, between two attentive yearlings.