I wish you wouldn't say anything about it." Samson stood pulling the hair out of his card and looking very stern as he listened while Harry told of the assault upon him and how Bim had arrived and driven the rowdies away with her gun but he said not a word of her demonstration of tender sympathy.

To him that had clothed the whole adventure with a kind of sanctity so that he could not bear to have it talked about.
Samson's eyes glowed with anger.

They searched the face of the boy.

His voice was deep and solemn when he said: "This is a serious matter.

Why do you wish to keep it a secret ?" The boy blushed.