"Look at my nose, miss," he said meaningly.

"Look at my nose," pointing to that poor feature, which certainly looked red and swollen.

"That's your brother's doings, heaving apples and not caring what he strikes with 'em, and yet after that you can come and ask me to take 'ee all aboard of my train." "I am very sorry, Dumble, that you got hit, I am really, but--well, you did get the apples and some nice sandwiches too, you know; and when you aim at Dan it is never with anything nicer than hot water, and you know you did really scald him once but he never told how it was done." Dumble looked rather foolish.

"Didn't 'ee now ?" he said, but his tone was less indignant.

"Yes, we had the apples, and fine ones they were too.