"These men are very brutal sometimes to their fellows, especially when they are placed in authority.

Will he be long before he is better ?" "No," replied the doctor.

"The blows would have killed an ordinary man, but he has a skull like an ox.

He'll be at work again in a fortnight if he'll behave sensibly, and carry out my instructions." A couple of days later Bargle was sitting up smoking, when the engineer entered the reed-thatched hut, in company with Dick.
"Hallo, youngster!" growled the great fellow, with a smile slowly spreading over his rugged face, and growing into a grin, which accorded ill with his bandaged head; "shak' hands!" Dick obeyed heartily enough, the great fellow retaining the lad's hand in his, and slowly pumping it up and down.
"We're mates, that's what we two are," he growled.

"You ar'n't half a bad un, you ar'n't.