What with dread of the possible mischief Pledge could do him, and with a certain amount of self-reproach at his desertion, he felt the least he could do would be to fall into his old ways for this one evening.
It was just what Pledge wanted.

How he longed that Mansfield and Cresswell and Freckleton could all have been there to see it.
"Mansfield is hardly likely to trouble his head about every errand even such an important personage as you run," said he, in reply to one feeble protest from the boy.

"Call yourself Swinstead's fag by all means.

You can still fag for me.

However, it doesn't matter to me.