They did not keep any dogs, nor pets of any kind so Jim and I never had an excuse to call there.
Jack and I were soon at the front door, and he rang the bell and gave me in charge of the maid who opened it.

The girl listened to his message for Mrs.Drury, then she walked upstairs, smiling and looking at me over her shoulder.
There was a trunk in the upper hall, and an elderly woman was putting things in it.

A lady stood watching her, and when she saw me, she gave a little scream, "Oh, nurse! look at that horrid dog! Where did he come from?
Put him out, Susan." I stood quite still, and the girl who had brought me upstairs, gave her Jack's message.
"Certainly, certainly," said the lady, when the maid finished speaking.
"If he is one of the Morris dogs, he is sure to be a well-behaved one.
Tell the little boy to thank his mamma for letting Laura come over, and say that we will keep the dog with pleasure.

Now, nurse, we must hurry: the cab will be here in five minutes." I walked softly into a front room, and there I found my dear Miss Laura.

Miss Bessie was with her, and they were cramming things into a portmanteau.