He was like Eva, with the same beautiful blue eyes and golden-brown hair.

He was very fond of fun and laughter, and though he had quite made up his mind to buy Tom, he was now teasing Haley, and pretending to think that he was asking too much money for him.
[Illustration] 'Papa do buy him, it's no matter what you pay', whispered Eva softly, putting her arms around her father's neck.

'You have money enough, I know.

I want him.' 'What for, pussy?
Are you going to use him for a rattle-box, or a rocking-horse, or what ?' 'I want to make him happy.' Mr.St.Clare laughed; but after making a few more jokes about it, he gave Haley the money he asked for, and Tom had a new master.
'Come, Eva,' said Mr.St.Clare, and, taking her hand, went across the boat to Tom.
'Look up, Tom,' he said to him, 'and see how you like your new master.' Tom looked up.

Mr.St.Clare had such a gay, young, handsome face, that Tom could not help feeling glad.