He's too fine a fellow for
those rascals to spoil. I'll stop it--I'll stop it, no matter _what_
it costs me!"
Oh, how often I've thought of those words since that dreadful night! And
yet, I have a feeling that even if he had known, he would have gone--I
tell you, there isn't another boy in all the world like our Felix!
Fee's voice was shaking, and he got on his feet as if he were going to
start that very minute; but before I could say anything he began again:
"I've got a plan,--not a very good one, I must confess, but it's the
best I can think of, and it may work; that is, if Phil has as much of
the old feeling for me as you think, Jack: I'm building a good deal on
that,--I hope I won't get left. He may turn obstinate,--you know he
_can_ be a very donkey sometimes; and I suppose he'll get furiously mad.
Well, I'll have to stand that,--if only he doesn't blaze out at me
before those cads; _that_ would cut me _awfully_. But that I'll have to
risk; he's worth it. Now, Jack, I want you to help me,--to go somewhere
with me, I mean. I'm sorry to have to ask this, for it's no place for a
youngster like you; but I think you're one of the kind that won't be
hurt by such things, Rosebud,"--putting his hand on my arm,--"and I'm so
unsteady on my feet that I am afraid I really couldn't get along alone.
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