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I'm the son of Lady Jane McPherson, you know, and
you carn't touch me.'
"'We'll see if I carn't,' I answered, and then I pitched in and thrashed
him till he cried for quarter, and I let him go, threatening all sorts
of vengeance upon me, the worst of which was that he would tell his
mother and have me arrested for assault and battery.
"That was my introduction to Neil McPherson, and I am ashamed of it
now, for I came to like him very much."
During the recital Miss McPherson had laughed until the tears ran down
her cheeks, a thing very unusual to her, while neither Hannah nor Lucy
could repress a smile at Grey's earnestness, but Mr. Jerrold looked very
grave, and his wife annoyed and displeased.
"I am glad to hear you acknowledge that you are ashamed," Mr. Jerrold
said; "for I was very _much_ ashamed that a son of mine should so far
forget himself as to fight a stranger whom he had never seen before.
But, in justice to you, I must add what you have omitted, which is that
you went and apologized to the boy for the affront.


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