The summer is ending, thought he, and I am by no means saved.
Neither he nor Gabriel had mentioned their last visit to Pinewood and its catastrophe.

It was a secret better buried in their own bosoms.

Abel's dislike of the other was deepened and imbittered by the ignominy of the expulsion by Mr.Burt, of which Gabriel had been not only a companion but a witness.

It was an indignity that made Abel tingle whenever he thought of it.

He fancied Gabriel thinking of it too, and laughing at him in his sleeve, and he longed to thrash him.