It is impossible to shoot without a dog, and I think I shall go to-morrow morning to see Miss Bannister and ask her to let me take Congo home with me.

He will soon learn to know me, and the woodcock season does not last forever." "But Dora will not be at home," said Miriam; "she goes to Barport to-day with the Tolbridges." Ralph opened his mouth to speak, and then he shut it again.

It was of no use to say anything, and he contented himself with a sigh as he went to the rack to put up his gun.

Miriam sighed, too, and as she did so, she hoped that it was the dog and not Dora that Ralph was sighing about.
The next morning there came to Cobhurst a man, bringing a black setter and a verbal message from Miss Bannister to the effect that if Mr.
Haverley would tie up the dog and feed him himself for two or three days and be kind to him, she had no doubt Congo would soon know him as his master.
"Now that is the kind of a girl I like," said Ralph to his sister.

"She promises to do a thing and she does it, even if the other party is not prompt in stepping forward to attend to his share of the affair." There was nothing to say against this, and Miriam said nothing, but contented herself with admiring the dog, which was worthy of all the praise she could give him.