CHAPTER XI.
HETTY TURNS REBEL.
Hetty cried herself to sleep as she had done the night before, and her last thought was of Scamp.

About the middle of the night she had a dream in which she fancied that Scamp's paws were round her neck, and that he was barking in her ear his delight at seeing her.

The barking went on so long that it wakened her, for it was real barking that had caused the dream.
Hetty sat up in her bed and listened.

Surely that was Scamp's bark, loud, sharp, and impatient, as if he was saying, "Where's Hetty?
I want Hetty.

I will not go away till I have found Hetty." In the stillness of the night it sounded to the lonely child like the voice of a dear friend longing to comfort her.