Eddy, dear child, is gone." "Gone!" shouted Steptoe in a voice that startled the padre.

"Where?
When?
With whom ?" "Pardon, senor, but for a time--only a pasear to the next village.

It is his saint's day--he has half-holiday.

He is a good boy.

It is a little pleasure for him and for us." "Oh!" said Steptoe, softened into a rough apology.