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I told you he was a valuable chap, and those that stole him hide him that way, else he'd be no use, don't you see? because we'd know him." "But the black dog had no tail," began Thorny, longing to be convinced, but still doubtful. Ben shivered as if the mere thought hurt him, as he said, in a grim tone, "They might have cut Sanch's off." "Oh, no! no! they mustn't, they wouldn't!
I told you he was a valuable chap, and those that stole him hide him that way, else he'd be no use, don't you see, because we'd know him." "But the black dog had no tail," began Thorny, longing to be convinced, but still doubtful. Ben shivered as if the mere thought hurt him, as he said, in a grim tone: "They might have cut Sanch's off." "Oh, no! no! they mustn't, they wouldn't!"
"I want you to take Sanch home, and tell your mother I'm going to walk, and may be won't be back till sundown. Miss Celia said I Might do what I pleased, all day. You remember, now." Ben spoke without looking up, and affected to be very busy buckling a strap into Sanch's collar, for the two were so seldom parted that the dog always rebelled.
So he put away his letters, took the black pocket off Sanch's neck, and allowed himself to whistle softly as he packed up his possessions, ready to move next day, with few regrets and many bright anticipations for the future. "Thorny, I want you to be good to Ben, and amuse him in some quiet way this afternoon.
"If I had my dog I'd love to," and with sad eagerness Ben told the tale of his loss, for the thought of it was never long out of his mind. "I tink I see droll dog like he, way off in New York. He do leetle trick wid letter, and dance, and go on he head, and many tings to make laugh," said the man, when he had listened to a list of Sanch's beauties and accomplishments.
"Sanch's going to be in it, I know, for I heard Ben say, 'Hold him still; he wont bite," whispered Sam, longing to "jounce" up and down, so great was his satisfaction at the prospect, for the dog was considered the star of the company. "I hope Bab will do something else, she is so funny. Wasn't her dress elegant?" said Sally Folsom, burning to wear a long silk gown and a feather in her hair.
"His eyes are just like Sanch's," said Betty to herself, unconscious that she spoke aloud, till she saw the creature prick up his cars and half rise, as if he had been called. "He looks as if he knew me, but it isn't our Sancho; he was a lovely dog."
"If I had my dog I'd love to," and with sad eagerness Ben told the tale of his loss, for the thought of it was never long out of his mind. "I tink I see droll dog like he, way off in New York. He do leetle trick wid letter, and dance, and go on he head, and many tings to make laugh," said the man, when he had listened to a list of Sanch's beauties and accomplishments.
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