If you will go, I can't help it.

I am sorry you are going astray." "What do you mean by that, you young monkey ?" said Tom, angrily.
This was Tom Spicer, the bully.

It sounded like him; and with a feeling of sorrow Bobby resigned the hopes he had cherished of making a good boy of him.
"We had better part now," added our hero, sadly.
"I'm willing." "I shall leave Brunswick this afternoon for the towns up the river.

I hope no harm will befall you.

Good by, Tom." "Go it! I have heard your preaching about long enough, and I am more glad to get rid of you than you are to get rid of me." Bobby walked away towards the house where he had left the trunk containing his books, while Tom made his way towards a livery stable.