With awkwardness and difficulty Andrew presented the hand which had been holding the crutch; and, not yet thoroughly used to the management of it, staggered in consequence and would have fallen.

But the master caught him in his arms and carried him to his old seat beside his brother.
"Thank ye, sir," said the boy with another gleamy smile, through which his thin features and pale, prominent eyes told yet more plainly of sad suffering--all the master's fault, as the master knew.
"Leuk at the dominie," said Curly to Alec.

"He's greitin'." For Mr Malison had returned to his seat and had laid his head down on the desk, evidently to hide his emotion.
"Haud yer tongue, Curly.

Dinna leuk at him," returned Alec.

"He's sorry for poor Truffey." Every one behaved to the master that day with marked respect.