The public school was the best one in the
village, so he had the best boys in town for school companions, as well
as some of the worst.
"Hallo, Tip!" said Bob Turner, coming partly down the hill to meet him.
"How are you, old fellow?"
Bob had been away during most of the vacation, and knew nothing of the
changes which there had been in his absence. Tip winced a little at his
greeting; shivered a little at the thought of the temptation which Bob
would be to him.
The two had been linked together all their lives in every form of
mischief and wrong; they seemed almost a part of each other,--at least,
they _had_ seemed so until within these few weeks. Now, Tip _felt_ rather
than knew how far separated they must be.
The bell rang, and the boys jostled and tumbled against each other to
their seats.
Bob Turner, as usual, seated himself beside Tip; but then Bob only came
to school about two forenoons in a week, so perhaps they might get along.
When the Bible reading commenced, Tip hesitated, and his face flushed; he
had never owned a Bible to read from before, but this morning his new one
lay in his pocket.
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