Why, I'd be ashamed o' mysen to hurt a bit of a boy like you.

It war an accident, lad, and that's honest.

So now what's it to be--shake hands or leave it alone ?" "Shake hands," I said, lifting mine with difficulty.

"I don't think you could have done such a cowardly thing." I looked round sharply at Mr Brownsmith, for I felt as if I had said something that would offend him, since I was taking sides against him.
"Be careful, please," I added quickly; "my arm's very bad, and you'll hurt me." "Careful!" cried Ike; "I'll shake it as easy as if it was a young shoot o' sea-kale, boy.

There, hear him, master! Hear what this here boy says!" He shook hands with me, I dare say thinking he was treating me very gently, but he hurt me very much.