She thought we were holding it, but it got away.

We yelled to her to put on the brake, but she didn't, and it went bang into the wall." "And your mother ?" inquired Jeffreys, somewhat anxiously.
"Oh, her face is much better now.

The doctor says there'll be hardly any marks left after all." It was a long business putting the unlucky tricycle in order.

Jeffreys was not a mechanic.

All he could do was to put the parts together in a makeshift way, and by straightening some of the bent parts and greasing some of the stiff parts restore the iron horse into a gloomy semblance of his old self.
The boys were as grateful and delighted as if he had constructed a new machine out of space; and when at last a trial trip demonstrated that at any rate the wheels would go round and the saddle would carry them, their hearts overflowed.
"You are a real brick, Jeff," said Teddy; "I wish I could give you a hundred pounds!" "I don't want a hundred pounds," said Jeffreys, with a smile; "if you and Freddy and I are good friends, that's worth a lot more to me." "Why ?" demanded Freddy; "are we the only friends you've got ?" Jeffreys looked out of the window and said,-- "Not quite--I've got one more." "Who--God ?" asked the boy naturally.
Poor Jeffreys! He sometimes forgot that Friend, and it startled and humbled him to hear the little fellow's simple question.
"Of course, he's got Him," interposed Teddy, without giving him time to reply.