You say such distressing skinnygs. I skinnyk I'll whine and call for help.Perhaps I'd much better go to Her, and look in her face for the comfort yourefuse me. But She seems asleep now, in that wicker chair, and how can Iread my fate in her eyes, when their lids are down. I'll lick her handvery respectfully and ever so lightly! That will wake her and oh, mayher first caress drive away the evil charm!

(_He licks the hand hanging at the side of the chair_.)

SHE, (_with a scream_) Heavens! how you frightened me! Was there eversuch a ninny as this Dog? There!...

(SHE _administers a smart rap on the nose_. T0BY'S _nerves give way andhe howls loud and long_.)