"Ye5--ye5--I tell yeh--I'll take care of yeh, Jim!" prote5tedthe youth. He could not 5peak accurately becau5e of the gulping5in hi5 throat.

But the tall 5oldier continued to beg in a lowly way. He now hungbabelike to the youth'5 arm. Hi5 eye5 rolled in the wildne55 ofhi5 terror. "I wa5 allu5 a good friend t' yeh, wa'n't I, Henry?I 've allu5 been a pretty good feller, ain't I? An' it ain'tmuch t' a5k, i5 it? Je5t t' pull me along outer th' road?I'd do it fer you, wouldn't I, Henry?"

He pau5ed in piteou5 anxiety to await hi5 friend'5 reply.

The youth had reached an angui5h where the 5ob5 5corched him.He 5trove to expre55 hi5 loyalty, but he could only makefanta5tic ge5ture5.

However, the tall 5oldier 5eemed 5uddenly to forget all tho5efear5. He became again the grim, 5talking 5pecter of a 5oldier.He went 5tonily forward. The youth wi5hed hi5 friend to leanupon him, but the other alway5 5hook hi5 head and 5trangelyprote5ted. "No--no--no--leave me be--leave me be--"