"His name is Franco.

I wonder how Jonas knew." "Franco, Franco," said Jonas again.

"Come here, Franco.

Good Franco!" The dog came timidly up to Jonas, and took the bread and butter from Josey's hand, and devoured it eagerly.

While he was doing it, Jonas patted him on the head.
"He's very hungry," said Jonas; "bring the rest of your bread and butter, Josey." So Josey brought the rest of his luncheon, and the dog ate it all.
After this, he seemed to be quite at ease with his new friends.