The pale boy smiled, a little uncertainly.
"You—I shouldn't have thought you'd want a second dose," he said.
"Rather," said Tommy, cheerfully.
Madge looked from one to the other.
"Don't fight," she said. "Please—please don't fight—why should you?"
"You'd much better run home," said Tommy again.
"I shan't—I shall stay here."
Tommy sighed.
"All right," he said, taking off his coat. "Then, of course, you must, you know."
"I tell you I'm not going to fight," repeated the pale boy.