'Ain't you goin' to do that now, Cris? You said you was.'
'O' course I am, but th' other's more comfortable. Wait till you've growed a bit, Piggy. You aren't no taller than me now.'
Cris slid an arm round his neck.—P. 47.[ToList]
'I've bin in the Army for two years an' I'm not goin' to get out of a chanst o' seein' service, an' don't you try to make me do so. I'll come back, Cris, an' when I take on as a man I'll marry you—marry you when I'm a Lance.'
'Promise, Piggy?'
Lew reflected on the future as arranged by Jakin a short time previously, but Cris's mouth was very near to his own.
'I promise, s'elp me Gawd!' said he.
Cris slid an arm round his neck.