"You
have always treated me well, and I didn't want to trouble you.
But the money tempted me. I meant to buy cigars with it."
"You don't smoke, Dick?"
"Yes, when I get a chance."
"I wouldn't if I were you. It isn't good for boys like you and
me. It is an expensive habit, and injurious, too."
"I don't know but you are right, Frank," said Dick candidly.
"I know I am. You can leave off now, Dick, better than when you
are older."
At this moment a voice was heard from the house, calling "Frank!"
"I came out for some herbs," said Frank hurriedly. "Jacob isn't
very well, and mother is going to make him some herb tea. I won't
mention that I have seen you."
"All right. Thank you, Frank."
A minute later Frank went into the house, leaving Dick by
himself.
"Now," thought Dick, "I must try to remedy the mischief I have
done. I'm afraid I've got a job before me."
He went round to the gap in the wall, and began to lay it again
as well as he could. In lifting the heavy stones he began to
realize how much easier it is to make mischief than to repair
damages afterward.
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