Not one of the boys knows anything about this affair, and not one of them shall know, unless you choose to tell them, which you won't, of course.

Now come on to camp and get ready for breakfast." With that Sam led the way.

Presently Jake halted.
"Sam," he said.
"Well." "My eye's all bunged up.

What'll the boys say ?" "I don't know." "What must I tell 'em ?" "Anything you choose.

It is not my affair." "They'll think you've whipped me ?" exclaimed Jake in alarm.
"Well, I have, haven't I ?" "No, we hain't fit at all." "Yes we have,--not with our fists, but with our characters, and I have whipped you fairly.