"I suppose you have no objection, Beaumont-Greene, to promising Verney or any one else that you will leave young Kinloch alone?"
"I've never laid a finger on the kid," growled the big fellow; but he looked pale and frightened.
"Then you promise—eh?"
"Yes."
"On your word of honour?"
"Yes."
That night John told Fluff with great glee how Beaumont-Greene had been made to "sit up and howl."
FOOTNOTES:
[26] "Jambi"—Iambic verses.