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Every time he stole a glance at the girls' side of the room Becky's face troubled him.

Considering all things, he did not want to pity her, and yet it was all he could do to help it.

He could get up no exultation that was really worthy the name.

Presently the spelling-book discovery was made, and Tom's mind was entirely full of his own matters for a while after that.

Becky roused up from her lethargy of distress and showed good interest in the proceedings.

She did not expect that Tom could get out of his trouble by denying that he spilt the ink on the book himself; and she was right.

The denial only seemed to make the thing worse for Tom.

Becky supposed she would be glad of that, and she tried to believe she was glad of it, but she found she was not certain.

When the worst came to the worst, she had an impulse to get up and tell on Alfred Temple, but she made an effort and forced herself to keep still-because, said she to herself, "he'll tell about me tearing the picture sure.

I wouldn't say a word, not to save his life!"

Tom took his whipping and went back to his seat not at all broken-hearted, for he thought it was possible that he had unknowingly upset the ink on the spelling-book himself, in some skylarking bout-he had denied it for form's sake and because it was custom, and had stuck to the denial from principle.

A whole hour drifted by, the master sat nodding in his throne, the air was drowsy with the hum of study.

By and by, Mr. Dobbins straightened himself up, yawned, then unlocked his desk, and reached for his book, but seemed undecided whether to take it out or leave it.

Most of the pupils glanced up languidly, but there were two among them that watched his movements with intent eyes.

Mr. Dobbins fingered his book absently for a while, then took it out and settled himself in his chair to read! Tom shot a glance at Becky.

He had seen a hunted and helpless rabbit look as she did, with a gun levelled at its head.

Instantly he forgot his quarrel with her.

Quick-something must be done! done in a flash, too! But the very imminence of the emergency paralyzed his invention.

Good!-he had an inspiration! He would run and snatch the book, spring through the door and fly.

But his resolution shook for one little instant, and the chance was lost-the master opened the volume.

If Tom only had the wasted opportunity back again! Too late.

There was no help for Becky now, he said.

The next moment the master faced the school.

Every eye sank under his gaze.

There was that in it which smote even the innocent with fear.

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