"We want him." "What, who ?" asked the Captain.

"Dick or the dog ?" "Rover," replied Nellie promptly.

"He'll protect us in your absence in case anything happens." "What's that, eh!" quizzed the old sailor.

"I suppose you're thinking again of those ferocious wild animals you encountered awhile ago, eh, missy ?" "It's a shame, auntie, for the Captain to tease me so!" exclaimed Nellie, as the chaffy old gentleman went off chuckling, followed by Master Bob and Dick, the three soon disappearing amidst the greenery.
"Never mind, though, I have got you, my good doggie; and I shan't forget how you came to my help, nor how glad I was to catch hold of your poor tail, you dear Rover, when you dragged me out of that horrid hole!" "Be aisy, me dearie," remonstrated Mrs Gilmour, as Nell reached over to hug Rover in a sudden caress of affection, and caused by the sudden movement a breakage of the thread, thus interrupting her aunt's handiwork.

"Sure, if you go wriggling about like an eel with that dog, I shall never get your frock mended!" "All right, auntie, I beg your pardon.