He's more hurt than he'll own to.

Ah, Master Rayburn! brought you some more work, but we've burnt out the wasps." "My brave boy!" cried the old man, wringing his hands.

"There, I'll come to you as soon as I can.

I must go to those who are worse." "Yes, yes," said Mark; "I've got my doctor here.

But tell me--young Ralph ?" "Recovered his senses, and asked about his father and sister." "Come along, Dummy," said Mark faintly; "let's go and tell him we've brought them safe; and then you shall wash and bind up my cut." He uttered a faint "Ah!" and would have fallen but for the boy's ready arm; and the next minute he was being borne up the steps, pig-a-back after all, though he had scouted the offer before.