I don't mind how far you go so that you are in by sunset; but, halloo!" he broke off, as he caught sight of the boy's face as he approached the table at which the rest of the party were sitting at tea; "what have you been doing to your face ?" Captain Sankey might well be surprised.

One of the boy's eyes was completely closed by a swelling which covered the whole side of his face.

His lip was badly cut, and the effect of that and the swelling was to give his mouth the appearance of being twisted completely on one side.
"Oh! there's nothing the matter," Ned replied cheerfully; "but I had a fight with a boy on the moor." "It is dreadful!--quite dreadful!" Mrs.Sankey said; "your going on like this.

It makes me feel quite faint and ill to look at you.

I wonder you don't get killed with your violent ways." Ned made no reply but took his seat at the table, and fell to work upon the hunches of thick brown bread and butter.
"I will tell you about it afterward, father," he said; "it really wasn't my fault." "I am sure I don't wish to hear the story of your quarrels and fighting, Edward," Mrs.Sankey said; "the sight of you is quite enough to upset my nerves and make me wretched.