Then at last he stopped, and rolled one eye at the Junior Subaltern, and said,
"I forgive you on condition I may lecture you for as long as I like. D'you agree?"
So the Junior Subaltern answered,
"I should like to think it over first, please," for he knew what a lecture from Tiny meant.
So he turned his back, and dug at a weed with his toe, while he thought it over.
Then after about a bit he muttered pretty tearfully,
"Well, I agree, because there's no other way. Only goodness sake get it over quick."
Then Tiny took him tight by the arm, and walked him up and down, and up and down, and gave him the longest lecture that ever was all about nothing, and simplee loved it.
And the Junior Subaltern blew his nose upside down without a handkerchief, which you do when you want the tears to go inside and not out, and said every quarter of an hour,
"I say! isn't that bout enough?"