I don't mind the fuss now, and Bob is as kind as he can be.
Wanted to give me his big knife, but I wouldn't take it.

I'd rather have this," and Jack put the letter in his pocket with a slap outside, as if it warmed the cockles of his heart to have it there.
"Well, it seems rather like a tempest in a teapot, now it is all over, but I do admire your pluck, little boy, in holding out so well when every one was scolding at you, and you in the right all the time," said Frank, glad to praise, now that he honestly could, after his wholesale condemnation.
"That is what pulled me through, I suppose.

I used to think if I _had_ done anything wrong, that I couldn't stand the snubbing a day.

I should have told right off, and had it over.

Now, I guess I'll have a good report if you do tell Mr.Acton," said Jack, looking at his mother so wistfully, that she resolved to slip away that very evening, and make sure that the thing was done.
"That will make you happier than anything else, won't it ?" asked Jill, eager to have him rewarded after his trials.
"There's one thing I like better, though I'd be very sorry to lose my report.