"Oh, yes, he has. He knows I am showing you around, so anything he does to you is the same as though he did it to me; see?"
"Yes, I see," returned Bronson slowly, adding quickly, "I wonder if the other boys would have been so decent to me, if you hadn't taken me in tow?"
"Of course they would."
But Bronson held a different opinion, though he did not say so, and all the way to the village store, whither Fred led him, he thanked his lucky stars that the fair-haired boy had taken him under his protection.
Arrived at the store, Fred walked to the back part and asked of the clerk:
"Got any very smelly limburger cheese?"
"Sure."
"How much is it?"
"Fifty cents a pound."
"Then give me half a pound of the very smelliest."