7/16 I hardly ever saw him." "Why do you suppose he sent you that message, then ?" "I don't know. Perhaps he's got a spite against you." The boy was fairly out of his depth now, and gave up trying to recover his feet. Any one could twist him round his thumb. As long as I kept my eye on him he was steady enough; but if ever I let him slide he got into trouble. I was laid up a month last autumn with scarlet fever, and, of course, Forbes was on the loose, and spent most of his time with Cresswell and his set. |