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Updated: June 1, 2025
"Nay, but do, pray; there's a good fellow, come now, because I have something to say to you." "What is it you've got to say to me? I wish you'd let me alone," said Loveit; yet at the same time he suffered himself to he led away.
In truth he had not got much; for in the division of the booty only one apple, and half of another, which was only half ripe, happened to fall to his share; though, to be sure, when they had all eaten their apples, he had the satisfaction to hear everybody declare they were very sorry they had forgotten to offer some of theirs to "POOR LOVEIT."
"I will not betray you, trust to me," said Hardy: and he left the room, and Loveit stood in amazement; while, in the meantime, Hardy, in hopes of overtaking Tom before the fate of the poor dog was decided, ran with all possible speed across the meadow, then down the lane. He came up with Tom just as he was climbing the bank into the old man's garden.
Punishment is meant only to make people better; and those who have any hopes of themselves will know how to submit to it." At these words Loveit first, and immediately all the rest of the guilty party, stepped out of the ranks, confessed their fault, and declared themselves ready to bear any punishment their master thought proper.
Everyone was astonished that Hardy, with all his quickness and penetration, had not yet discovered their proceedings; but Loveit could not help suspecting that he was not quite so ignorant as he appeared to be.
Hardy bowed and his face glowed with pleasure, whilst everybody present sympathized in his feelings. "I am sure," thought Loveit, "this is a lesson I shall never forget." "Gentlemen," said the old man, with a faltering voice, "it wasn't for the sake of my apples that I spoke; and you, sir," said he to Hardy, "I thank you for saving my dog.
"How good-natured you are to me," said he to Hardy, as he was trying vainly to entertain him; "but if you knew " Here he stopped short, for the bell for evening prayer rang, and they all took their places, and knelt down. After prayers, as they were going to bed, Loveit stopped Tarlton, "WELL!" asked he, in an inquiring manner, fixing his eyes upon him.
"What's cruel what's wicked? speak out at once!" returned Hardy, in that commanding tone which, in moments of danger, strong minds feel themselves entitled to assume towards weak ones. Loveit instantly, though in an incoherent manner, explained the affair to him. Scarcely had the words passed his lips, when Hardy sprang up, and began dressing himself without saying one syllable.
"Oh, indeed!" said he to himself, "as Hardy told me, I had better not have come back!" Regardless of this confusion, Tarlton continued, "But before I say any more, I hope we have no spies amongst us. If there is any one of you afraid to be flogged, let him march off this instant!" Loveit coloured, bit his lips, wished to go, but had not the courage to move first.
When they had got it up to three hundred and twenty, the game became very interesting. The arms of the combatants tired that they could scarcely wield the battledores. The shuttlecock began to waver in the air; now it almost touched the ground, and now, to the astonishment of the spectators, mounted again high over their heads: yet the strokes became feebler and feebler; and "Now, Loveit!"
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