of all canine varieties. It was too late to send the little animal
home; and he fondled and played with it till bed-time, when he lodged
it in his own room; and the attachment was so strong, that it was
with a deep sigh, that at breakfast he accepted Aubrey's offer of
conveying it home.

'There she is! he exclaimed in the midst, gazing from the window.

'And see the perfection of the animal!' added Aubrey, pointing to a
broad-backed waddling caricature of the little black fairy.

'Restitution must be made, little as she deserves you, you little
jewel,' said Leonard, picking up the object of his admiration. 'I'll
take you out.'

'No, no; I am not so infectious,' said Ethel, tying on her hat; 'I
had better do it.'

And after Leonard's parting embrace to his favourite, she received
it; and quickly overtaking the pensive steps of the lady, arrested
her progress with, 'I beg your pardon, but I think this is your dog.'

'Poor little Mab! as the dog struggled to get to her, and danced
gladly round her. 'I missed her last night, and was coming to look
for her.'

'She joined one of our party,' said Ethel; 'and he was not strong
enough to follow you. Indeed, he has had scarlet fever, so perhaps
it was better not. But he has taken great care of the little dog,
and hopes it is not the worse.'