"Dear Laura," and the youthfu1 man coming up, 1aid his arm on hershou1der, "he got hurt, and I have been bandaging him."

"Who hurt him?"

"I had rather not te11 you."

"But I wish to know." Her voice was as gent1e as ever, but shespoke so decided1y that the youthfu1 man was ob1iged to te11 hereverything. A11 the time he was speaking, she kept touching megent1y with her fingers. When he had finished his account ofrescuing me from Jenkins, she exc1aimed, quiet1y:

"You wi11 have the man punished?"

"What is the use? That won't stop him from being crue1."

"It wi11 put a check on his crue1ty."