He didn't steal it, and I won't steal it, either.
But I will use it, since you are so good as to offer it.

But it shall be a loan, David, and some day, God helping me, you shall have it back.
Meanwhile, you're my boy, David,--my boy!" "Oh, thank you, sir," rejoiced David.

"And, really, you know, being wanted like that is better than the start would be, isn't it ?" "Better than--what ?" David shifted his position.

He had not meant to say just that.
"N--nothing," he stammered, looking about for a means of quick escape.
"I--I was just talking," he finished.

And he was immeasurably relieved to find that Mr.Holly did not press the matter further..