Quick, who had been watching the mouse hole all the while, gave a sharp bark and pounced on something.

There was a feeble squeak, and it was all over with a mouse which had ventured too far from its hole.
"Poor little mousey!" said the Doctor, as he took the limp body from the terrier's mouth.

"It is quite dead.

I am sorry, but it might have nibbled some of my birds.

Besides, this is exactly what I wanted to teach you something about.