to your want of attention, and
I am to suffer for it.

_Bentley._ As to being owing to my want of attention, I don't see
it in the least. It certainly was not a proper place for a bottle
and bason. I think it must have been put there on purpose.

_Hawkins._ Pray, Sir, am I to be accountable to you for the place
where I choose to put my bottle and bason. Suppose I put it there
on purpose, have not I a right?

_Bentley._ A most undoubted one. But then, if it is broken, you
have no right to scold about it, as it was through your own means
it became so.

_Hawkins._ Well, I don't care, I will be paid for it. Come,
Bentley, give me your squirrel, and I'll think no more about it.

_Bentley._ A likely matter.

_Hawkins._ Well, then, I am resolved you shall pay me.

_Bentley._ Very well, I will pay you in the manner I mentioned.

_Hawkins._ Don't you believe it: if you can't pay me now, I will
take the Squirrel.

He then snatched me from him, and carried me down stairs, where
he met a boy named Lively, to whom he showed me; and both walking
up to a bench that was placed under the study window, where
Mr. Clarkson generally was, Hawkins began the conversation which
will be related in the next chapter.

_CHAPTER VII._

_Hawkins._ I told you I should get it. Poor Bentley!

_Lively._ Why how could you get it?

_Hawkins._ I put my bottle and bason close to the cage, so that
when he went to take out his squirrel, down they came, and broke
to pieces. I went up and demanded payment, which he not being able
to give me, I took his squirrel, which he held on his hand all
the time we talked.

_Lively._ Upon my word, I think you did wrong.

_Hawkins._ What! are you one of those fools who are afraid of
doing wrong. However, you see I have got something by doing
wrong.----

"And you shall get something more by doing wrong," cried a voice.
Hawkins turned round, and saw his master, who had been standing at
the window ever since they began to talk. "Give me that squirrel,"
continued Mr. Clarkson. Hawkins held me out to him with great
reluctance. Mr. Clarkson then carried me into the school-room, and
calling for Bentley, gave me to him, telling him, loud enough for
Hawkins to hear him, that Hawkins would get much more by doing
wrong, than he would by doing right, for he should get a very
hearty flogging that afternoon. He likewise commended Lively for
not agreeing with Hawkins. Bentley then carried me to his room
ag