Let us go out and meet her." Willie had gone to this place in a coach.

Mr.Morris got a buggy and took Miss Laura and me with him, and we started out.

We went slowly along the road.

Every little while Miss Laura blew her whistle, and called, "Malta, Malta," and I barked as loudly as I could.

Mr.Morris drove for several hours, then we stopped at a house, had dinner, and then set out again.