He was sending him back to her, and with his latest breath he would pray for heaven's blessing on the kind lady and her family that had befriended him when he was in trouble.
The next day Billy arrived, a thin, white scarecrow of a dog.

He was sick and unhappy, and would eat nothing, and started up at the slightest sound.

He was listening for the Italian's footsteps, but he never came, and one day Mr.Harry looked up from his newspaper and said, "Laura, Bellini is dead." Miss Laura's eyes filled with tears, and Billy, who had jumped up when he heard his master's name, fell back again.

He knew what they meant, and from that instant he ceased listening for footsteps, and lay quite still till he died.

Miss Laura had him put in a little wooden box, and buried him in a corner of the garden, and when she is working among her flowers, she often speaks regretfully of him, and of poor Dandy, who lies in the garden at Fairport.
Bella, the parrot, lives with Mrs.Morris, and is as smart as ever.