Then he gave me some of the bacon, and we were good friends again.
But the seal of our friendship was a certain occasion when I saved him from the only flogging with which he was ever threatened.
He was unjustly believed to be concerned in an insolent breach of certain orders, and was sentenced to a flogging which was really the due of another lad whom he was too proud to betray.

He would not even condescend to remonstrate with the boy who was meanly allowing him to suffer, and betrayed his anguish in the matter so little that I doubt if the real culprit (who never was a week unflogged himself) had any idea what the punishment was to poor Leo.
He hid himself from us all; but in the evening I got into his room, where I found him, pale and silent, putting some things into a little bag.
"Little one!" he cried, "I know you can keep a secret.

I want you to help me off.

I'm going to run away." "Oh Damer!" I cried; "but supposing you're caught; it'll be much worse then." "They won't catch me," he said, his lip quivering.

"I can disguise myself.