pair.

"Well, how do you know she wasn't the man's daughter?" asked his
father, determined to find fault someway. "You haven't any
business to go around the country setting your dog on people. I
shall have an awful bill to pay some day, Jasper--an awful bill!" he
continued, getting up and commencing to pace up and down the
floor in extreme irritation.

"Father," cried the boy, half laughing, half vexed, springing to his
side, and keeping step with him, "we found her brother; he came
along when we were by the side of the road. We couldn't go any
further, for the poor little thing was all tired out. And don't you
think they live over in Badgertown, and"-- "Well," said the old
gentleman, pausing in his walk, and taking out his watch to
wonder if that paper would ever come, "she had probably followed
the organ-man; so it served her right after all."

"Well, but father," and the boy's dark eyes glowed, "she was such a
cunning little thing! she wasn't more than four years old; and she
had such a pretty little yellow head; and she said so funny--'I want
Polly."

"Did she?" said the old gentleman, getting interested in spite of
himself; "what then?"

"Why, then, sir," said Jasper, delighted at his success in diverting
his thoughts, "Prince and I waited--and waited; and I was just
going to bring her here to ask you what we should do, when"--
"Dear me!" said the old gentleman, instinctively starting back as if