"The padrone would beat me if the fiddle was broke." "Never mind about thanks, Phil.

Tim is a bully with small boys, but he is a coward among large ones.

Have you had any supper ?" "No," said Phil.
"Won't you come home and take supper with me ?" Phil hesitated.
"You are kind," he said, "but I fear the padrone." "What will he do to you ?" "He will beat me if I don't bring home enough money." "How much more must you get ?" "Sixty cents." "You can play better after a good supper.

Come along; I won't keep you long." Phil made no more objection.

He was a healthy boy, and his wanderings had given him a good appetite.