Come, put him into it, and I'll take him to the infirmary." "No," said Little, "I won't go there; my mother would hear of it." "Oh, then your mother is not to know ?" "Not for all the world! She has had trouble enough.

I'll just wash my face and buy a clean shirt, and she'll never know what has happened.

It would kill her.

Oh, yes, it would kill her!" The doctor eyed him with warm approval.

"You are a fine young fellow.
I'll see you safe through this, and help you throw dust in your mother's eyes.