Nex' rats we ketch down home, I'll bring up here for him to kill.

Hey, Grip! Rats! Rats!" The dog bounded up to the boy, rose on his hind legs and placed his forepaws on the lad's chest, barking loudly.
"Good dog, then.

Good-bye, miss; I must get back." "Oh!" "You call, miss ?" cried the boy, turning as he went whistling away.
"Yes, yes, Ram," said the girl hesitatingly, and glancing behind her, then up at the house where all was perfectly still.

"Do you remember coming up and bringing a basket about a month ago ?" "Yes, miss, I r'member.

That all, miss ?" "No," said the girl, still hesitating.