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White was laughing over Dot's way of telling the news, the other children came up with Brown Betty and her brood. "Dear, dear," said Mrs. White, "as the eggs have turned into turkeys I will let the money I promised turn into a picnic. Let me see, to-day is Tuesday. Will you be ready to go on Thursday?" "Indeed we will!" cried the children. "Thank you so much."
The Kangaroo gently took the spray out of Dot's hand, and threw it away. "You see," she said, "if you eat too many of them, you'll know too much." "One can't know too much," argued the little girl. "Yes you can, though," said the Kangaroo, quickly. "If you eat too many of those berries, you'll learn too much, and that gives you indigestion, and then you become miserable.
Dot's little heart swelled within her, and taking the poor animal's drooping head on her lap, she sat quite still and tearless; waiting in that solitude for her one friend to die leaving her lonely and helpless. Presently she was startled by hearing a brisk voice, "Then it was a human picaninny, after all! Well, my dear, what are you doing here?"
Dot's father, not knowing quite how to show his gratitude, stroked the Kangaroo's head, and said "How do you do?" which, when he came to think of it afterwards, seemed rather a foolish thing to say. But he wasn't used, like Dot, to talking to Bush creatures, and had not eaten the berries of understanding.
But God did help Dot's Kangaroo; the little reeds and rushes held tightly in the earth, and the poor struggling animal, exerting all her remaining strength, gained the reedy slope safely. She staggered forward a few reeling hops, and then fell to the earth like a dead creature.
Later on, Dot's father made a dam on a hollow piece of ground near the house, which soon became full of water, and is surrounded by beautiful willow trees. There all the thirsty creatures come to drink in safety.
Half an hour later he discovered that Richmond Road was nothing better than a mean street of lodging-houses, and, my word, didn't he reel off his instructions to me like texts out of a copy-book. "Dot's a shame, Britten," he said, coming round by the bonnet of the car, which I was tuning up for the trip "I was deceived by the dabe of the street. We must have our modey before they have the goods.
Randy's pleasure at the thought of meeting them had been genuine, and so friendly and sincere was she, that until the idea was suggested by Dot Marvin it had never occurred to her that the meeting could be aught but delightful. "I ought not to think that there could be anything which is not charming where Miss Dayton is, and I believe I'm silly to let Dot's remarks make me the least bit uneasy.
After a hasty examination he said: "Damned little here, and no revolvers of any kind. Does he eat here?" "No, he only hires this room." "Mebbe he don't eat anywhere; he looks to me like a hungry man." "Dot's what I think," said the maid. "I'll go pring him some soup." The prisoner calmly said: "Too late now; my stomach is all dried up." "Haven't you any folks?" the policeman asked.
Then he lay panting on the sand. "Just then Mother came to see where I was. When she saw what had happened she hugged me hard. Then she hugged Hero hard too. The next day she bought Hero a new collar with his name on it in big letters HERO. That night Hero had a big bone with lots of meat on it for his supper." The children enjoyed Paul's story as much as they had Dot's.
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