“Where are you bound, Bernard?” he asked.
“To the post-office.”
“How are you getting on with Ezekiel?”
“There is no love lost between us. He says I am a bad lot. In fact, he says he never knew a wuss boy.”
Both boys laughed.
“What bad things do you do?”
“Associate with you, for one thing.”
“Has Ezekiel forbidden it?”
“Yes.”
“Then perhaps I had better leave you?”
“By no means. I don’t propose to obey Mr. Snowdon in that.”
“Thank you, but I don’t want you to get into trouble.”
“What trouble can I get into?”
“He may undertake to flog you.”
“Let him try it,” said Bernard in a significant tone. “What do you think I would be doing? Did he ever undertake to chastise1 you?”
“No. He knew my father would not permit it.”
“There he is now! I wonder what he is up to.” Septimus Snowdon was an ill-favored boy of fifteen with red hair and freckles3 seeming like extensive patches upon a face in which even the most partial eyes could not have seen a redeeming4 feature. He was standing5 a little distance ahead, looking up into the branches of a tree in which a terrified kitten had taken refuge. Standing beside him was a young boy of twelve who seemed to be concerned for the safety of the kitten.
Septimus raised a large stone, and taking aim, sent it through the air, aiming at the cat. It came very near hitting her.
“Don’t stone my kitty,” remonstrated6 Frank Fisk, the young boy.
“Stop your noise!” said Septimus roughly. “I shall stone her all I want to.”
As he spoke7 he threw another stone, which just grazed the kitten’s face and elicited8 a terrified cry.
“There, you bad boy, you hit my kitty.”
“Who calls me a bad boy?” demanded Septimus, with an ugly look on his face.
“I did, and you are one, or you wouldn’t throw stones at my kitten.”
“I’ll throw stones at you if you like it any better.”
“You wouldn’t dare to. I’d tell my father, and he’d——”
“What would he do?”
“He’d stop you.”
“We’ll see if he will.”
Septimus took a strong cord from his pocket, and seizing the boy’s hands, prepared to tie them together in spite of his cries.
“What are you going to do?” asked Frank in a tone of apprehension9.
“I am going to give you a lesson,” answered Septimus coolly.
Frank struggled to free himself, but Septimus was too strong for him.
Nat Barclay turned to Bernard.
“Shall we let him hurt little Frank?” he asked.
“Not much.”
As Bernard spoke he strode towards Septimus, who thus far had not observed him.
Septimus turned quickly, and his scowl11 became deeper when he saw who had spoken to him; for if there was any boy he hated it was Bernard, who had interfered12 with him more than once.
“Yes,” he said. “I hear and I won’t do it.”
“You won’t, eh?”
“No, I won’t, and you’d better be careful what you say or do, or I’ll tell pa, and then——”
“And then what?”
“You’ll get a flogging.”
“That doesn’t frighten me much. Are you going to stop?”
“No, I’m not.” and Septimus gave an extra twist that made Frank cry out.
Bernard concluded that the time for remonstrance13 was past. He sprang forward, and seizing Septimus in his powerful grasp, tore him from his young victim.
Bernard laid him on his back in less than a minute.
“Do you want any more?” he asked, rather contemptuously.
Just at this moment the kitten saw a favorable opportunity to escape, and ran down the trunk of the tree. As she was running away Septimus caught sight of her, and his cruel instincts were aroused. He seized a rock and flung it at her. Had it struck the kitten she would have been seriously hurt.
Bernard was fond of pets, and his soul revolted at cruelty in any form.
“I see you can’t be trusted, Septimus,” he said composedly. “Nat, come here and help secure him.”
“What shall I do?” asked Nat.
“Hold his hands.”
Nat Barclay complied with his request, and Bernard taking the cord which Septimus had used on Frank, quickly and securely tied the hands of the young tyrant15.
Septimus struggled and threatened, but without effect. In less than a minute he was securely bound.
“There,” said Bernard, “you are safe for a short time.”
“Untie my hands, or I’ll get my father to flog you!” screamed Septimus.
“Perhaps you’d better,” said Nat Barclay in a low voice. He was afraid his friend would get into trouble.
“No, I won’t. Septimus needs the lesson. You needn’t worry about me. Now we’ll go to the post-office.”
The two boys kept on their way, and Septimus, his hands tied, with wrath16 in his heart, started for home.
Mr. Snowdon was just coming out of the front door, when to his astonished gaze was revealed his son and heir walking towards the house, with his hands close together, like a prisoner in handcuffs.
“What does all this mean?” he asked in surprise. “What have you been tying your hands for?”
“Septimus, you should not speak to your father like this. If you did not tie your hands, who did?”
“Bernard Brooks tied your hands?”
“Didn’t I say so?”
“But why did you let him do it?”
“How could I help it, when he had Nat Barclay with him?”
“So Nat Barclay was with him?”
“Yes, he was.”
“I forbade him to associate with that Barclay.”
“Much he cares for your orders. When I told him you would flog him, he laughed!”
“I’ll learn him,” said Mr. Snowdon, shaking his head vigorously. “He’ll see that I am not to be trifled with. But what did he tie your hands for?”
Mr. Snowdon drew a jack22 knife from his pocket and severed23 the cord. Septimus breathed a sigh of relief.
“See how very red my wrists are?” he said. “Pa, do me a favor.”
“Well, what is it?”
“Keep this cord, and let me tie Bernard’s hands with it.”
“A good idea, Septimus. Now tell me what he tied your hands for \”
“For just nothing at all.”
“There must have been something.”
“Well, you see Frank Fisk’s kitten was up in a tree, and I was shying stones at it. Frank made such a fuss that I took out a cord and thought I would tie his hands just to give him a lesson. Just then those two loafers came along, and had the impudence24 to tell me to stop, just as if they had any authority over me. Of course I told them it was none of their business, and defied them.”
“Very proper, Septimus. You are only responsible for your conduct to me.”
“Then Bernard Brooks made a savage25 attack upon me, and getting Nat Barclay to hold my hands, he tied them. What do you say to that, pa?”
“Bully for you, pa! You express my sentiments. Now what are you goin’ to do about it?”
“I shall call the Brooks boy to account. He forgets that he is under my charge.”
“He seems to think I am under his charge. Say, pa, you won’t allow your son to be insulted and trod upon, will you?”
“No, I won’t, Septimus. For some time I have been thinking that it would be necessary to flog Bernard Brooks, and now I have made up my mind to do it.”
“Good, pa! You’ll let me see you tackle him, won’t you?”
“Yes, Septimus, I will. I can understand the gratification it will give you.”
“If you do that will pay me for what he did to me.”
“But perhaps he won’t come back,” said Mr. Snowdon in an apprehensive28 tone. “In that case I shall lose the quarterly sum his guardian29 pays me.”
“You don’t think he’ll run away?” asked Septimus.
Half an hour later this question was answered. Bernard was seen approaching the house, his manner cool and composed, while he looked neither troubled nor flurried.
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v.抗议( remonstrate的过去式和过去分词 );告诫 | |
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n.(车轮的)辐条;轮辐;破坏某人的计划;阻挠某人的行动 v.讲,谈(speak的过去式);说;演说;从某种观点来说 | |
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v.干预( interfere的过去式和过去分词 );调停;妨碍;干涉 | |
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