“Now,” said Tom, “I’m willing to pay you the five dollars you lost on the dog.”
“No,” said Ben. “I guess you’re right about his being an ugly brute. Maybe he was mad, as you say.”
“I feel sure of it,” said Tom. “Look at him.”
“Well, I’ll bury the poor brute. It wasn’t his fault he got mad.”
“Good-morning,” said Tom. “I’ll see you again about the boxing. Now I am going to accompany this young lady home.”
“You needn’t put yourself to so much trouble, Mr. Temple,” said Mary.
“It’s no trouble,” said Tom politely. “I see you are nervous. That’s only natural.”
“You have saved my life, Mr. Temple,” said Mary warmly. “I cannot tell you how grateful I am.”
“I’ll take that for granted,” said Tom. “I am going to ask a favor.”
“I shall be sure to grant it.”