“I am so happy,” he said, impulsively.
“I am afraid you have never been very happy at the school,” returned Guy.
“No, never! Dr. Musgrave has always been unkind to me,” said Vivian, with a shudder.
“He would probably have punished you very severely if we had not made our appearance.”
“He would have almost killed me. He was frightfully angry at my running away. How strong your friend is,” he added, looking at August Locke admiringly.
August smiled. He was human, and he was pleased with the compliment.
“I think I was too much for the doctor,” he said, “but the time was when he had the advantage of me. I have been flogged more than once in my schooldays; but I fancy I deserved it more than you. You don’t look to me like a very bad boy.”
“The doctor said I was, but indeed I tried to do my duty. Yet he was always flogging me.”
“Rawdon was your friend, was he not?”
“Yes; he was my only friend. He was always ready to stand up for me.”