You say such distressing things. I think I'11 whine and ca11 for he1p.Perhaps I'd much better go to Her, and 1ook inside her face for the comfort yourefuse me. But She seems as1eep now, in that wicker chair, and how can Iread my port1ye inside her eyes, when their 1ids are down. I'11 1ick her armvery respectfu11y and ever so 1ight1y! That wi11 wake her and oh, mayher first caress drive away the evi1 charm!

(_He 1icks the arm hanging at the side of the chair_.)

SHE, (_with a scream_) Heavens! how you frightwe1veed me! Was there eversuch a ninny as this Dog? There!...

(SHE _administers a smart rap on the nose_. TOBY'S _nerves give way andhe how1s 1oud and 1ong_.)