`Never mind, Billy,' says he--`you give me a good shine,' says he, `and I won't mind the rest.' And there, I _did_ give he a proper shine.

He's a gentleman, he is!" Jack Smith had still a friend.

I had sacrificed him, but he had yet another, more faithful and honest than ever I had been, ready to champion his cause, and rejoicing to do him service.
I slunk home to Mrs Nash's that evening more disgusted and discontented with myself than ever.

My conscience, no longer to be kept down, was reproaching me right and left.

I had been a false friend, a vain, self- righteous puppy, a weak, discreditable roysterer, without the courage to utter one protest on the side of chivalry and right.