"But, I would have made him feel something first! I don't care if he had killed me! I would do the same again if he made fun of my father.

He said I told lies when I was telling the truth." "Well, well, that's all right," said my rescuer, soothingly.

"I've no doubt I should have struck him, too, if I had been in your place.

I like you for standing up to him so bravely, and that's the reason I took your part, independently of my always trying to stop his bullying.
Slodgers is a cur at heart, and I dare say you would lick him in the end if you could hold out long enough, although I wouldn't advise you to tackle him until you know how to use your fists better, if I am not by! I think you said your name was Martin Leigh, to change the subject from the brute, eh ?" "Yes," I answered, readily; "and I must now thank you for your kindness in coming to my help." "Oh, stow all that! May I call you Martin ?" "By all means," said I, gladly; "there's nothing I should like better." "All right then, that's agreed.

My name is Tom Larkyns, and you may call me Tom, if you like." "May I ?" I asked, deferentially, proud of his condescending to be on such cordial terms with me.