“Yes, sir, because—”
“That’ll do, my lad; no more talk. If he has run away from home he has run into the very best place to learn how to be a good boy.”
“But—”
“That’ll do, sir. I’ve no time to listen to you. We want boys.”
“But he’s such a little un, sir,” pleaded Jack.
“Then we’ll feed him well and make him grow big. Where is he?”
“Dunno, sir. He run away again this morning.”
“What, again?”
“Yes, sir.”