Listen to his thrawn feet! He's raging because she's so long in coming down, and come she daurna.

Oh, the poor crittur!" Now, Tommy was very fond of his old school-mistress, and he began to be unhappy with Gavinia.
"She hasna a man-body in the world to take care o' her," sobbed the girl.
"Has she no ?" cried Tommy, fiercely, and under one of the impulses that so easily mastered him he marched into the blue-and-white room.
"Well, my young friend, and what may you want ?" asked Mr.McLean, impatiently.
Tommy sat down and folded his arms.

"I'm going to sit here and see what you do to Miss Ailie," he said, determinedly.
Mr.McLean said "Oh!" and then seemed favorably impressed, for he added quietly: "She is a friend of yours, is she?
Well, I have no intention of hurting her." "You had better no," replied Tommy, stoutly.
"Did she send you here ?" "No; I came mysel'." "To protect her ?" There was the irony in it that so puts up a boy's dander.

"Dinna think," said Tommy, hotly, "that I'm fleid at you, though I have no beard--at least, I hinna it wi' me." At this unexpected conclusion a smile crossed Mr.McLean's face, but was gone in an instant.

"I wish you had laughed," said Tommy, on the watch; "once a body laughs he canna be angry no more," which was pretty good even for Tommy.