A large table was in the middle of the room, covered with books and papers.
The girl handed Jonas a seat.
"Who shall I say has called ?" said she to Jonas, as she was about to go out of the room.
"Why--I--my name is Jonas," he replied; "but I don't suppose Mr.Edwards knows me.

I came to see him about his dog." At this remark, the girl looked around towards the fire, and Jonas involuntarily turned his eyes in the same direction.

He saw there a large dog, very much like Franco in form and size, lying upon the carpet.

He was as handsome as Franco.

Jonas was surprised to see him.
The girl, too, looked surprised.