Let me bathe your wound, my good Mr.Ward, and thank Heaven it was no worse.

Mountain! Go fetch me some court-plaster out of the middle drawer in the japan cabinet.

Here comes George.

Put on your coat and waistcoat, child! You were going to take your punishment, sir, and that is sufficient.

Ask pardon, Harry, of good Mr.Ward, for your wicked rebellious spirit,--I do, with all my heart, I am sure.