"But he would not have to do that," remarked Palko; "for that purpose
we have Whitie and Playwell. They are very wise dogs."

"Well, now; we shall see what can be done. But the bench must be put
here. I would like to taste that water."

Palko ran for the flowered pitcher and a cup. They all drank their
fill. The water was excellent. Then they sat beside the brook, and the
doctor pulled cheese and bread out of his pocket. Each of the boys
had his own bread--and quite a big piece at that. When Bacha cut the
bread, he counted also on the appetites of Dunaj and Fido. The doctor
divided the cheese. They ate the cheese and bread, and drank water. It
tasted good to all of them.

Dunaj did not move his eyes from Palko, who shared with him
faithfully. Greedy Fido ran from one comrade to the other and even sat
down in front of the doctor, and not in vain. But when he came near
Palko, Dunaj growled at him, which certainly in a dog's language
meant, "Are you not ashamed?" So Fido did not try it a second time.

The doctor saw how the children enjoyed their food and noticed that
Ondrejko also ate with a good appetite. He suddenly began to say,
"Palko, you said that you would carry wood to the cottage. That will
not be necessary. I will have a cord of wood brought and cut, but if
you would take care of bringing the flowers that would be very good.
The lady is to drink whey. As long as she is weak you could also bring
that to her every morning. As soon as she is strong enough she will
have to go to the sheepfold herself, and ask for it at the hut. Now,
what do you say? Will you help me so that she will get better soon?"