I--I only want to sit near Crusoe, please; but if you wish it, I'll go away, sad and lonely, with my tail _very_ much between my legs; indeed I will, only say the word, but--but I'd _rather_ stay if I might." "Poor bundle!" said Marston, patting its head, "you can stay then.
Hooray! Crusoe, are you happy, I say?
Does your heart bound in you like a cannon ball that wants to find its way out, and can't, eh ?" Crusoe put his snout against Marston's cheek, and in the excess of his joy the lad threw his arms round the dog's neck and hugged it vigorously--a piece of impulsive affection which that noble animal bore with characteristic meekness, and which Grumps regarded with idiotic satisfaction..