He has been showing me what he would do to any one who tried to hurt young Boss Val.

He is like a big child; but he is true as steel.

Good-bye.
"Heaven be with you, my boy!" That last line was in Aunt Jenny's handwriting, and there were big blotches on the paper where the ink had run, and over them came a few lines in Bob's clumsy hand: "Val, old chap, the dad says I'm not to come along with Joeboy to join.
I told him it was a shame, for I felt in a passion, and he knocked me down.
"That's only my larks.

He did knock me down, but not with his fist or the handle of a--I don't know how you spell it; but I mean chambock.

He knocked me over with what he said.