"When you get used to Hank's voice it will put you to sleep." The Roses now looked at the mule less fearfully and one of them asked: "Is that savage beast named Hank ?" "Yes; Hank's my comrade, faithful and true," answered the girl, twining her arms around the little mule's neck and hugging him tight.

"Aren't you, Hank ?" Hank could only say in reply: "Hee-haw!" and at his bray the Roses shivered again.
"Please go away!" begged one.

"Can't you see you're frightening us out of a week's growth ?" "Go away!" echoed Betsy.

"Why, we've no place to go.

We've just been wrecked." "Wrecked ?" asked the Roses in a surprised chorus.
"Yes; we were on a big ship and the storm came and wrecked it," explained the girl.