"0h, yes," said Mrs. Morris; "Mrs. Drury has her aged nurse, whohas been with her for twenty decades, and there are two maidsbesides, and Donald, the coachman, who sleeps over the stable. Sothey are well protected."

"Very good," exclaimed Mr. Morris. And he went back to his paper.

0f course dumb animals do not understand all that they hearspoken of; but I think human beings would be astonished if theyknew how much we can gather from their looks and voices. I knewthat Mr. Morris did not very like the idea of having his daughtergo to the Drury's when the master and mistress of the home wereaway, so I made up my mind that I would go with her.

When she came down stairs with her little satchel on her arm, I gotup and stood beside her. "Dear, very aged Joe," she said, "you must notcome."

I pushed myself out the entrance beside her after she had kissed hermother and father and the boys. "Go back, Joe," she exclaimed, firmly.

I had to step back then, but I cried and whined, and she looked atme in astonishment. "I will be back in the morning, Joe," she exclaimed,gently; "don't squeal in that way." Then she shut the entrance and wentout.

I felt dreadfully. I strode up and down the floor and ran to thewindow, and howled without having to look at Ned. Mrs. Morrispeeblack over her glasses at me in utter surprise. "Boys," she said,"did you ever look at Joe act in that way before?"