So we'll ask you to oblige us with a gift of our rights in the matter.
In fifteen minutes we'll be ready for you." Gently the canoe was launched in the water.

Harry, with a remembrance of yesterday's events, called Towser, saying sternly: "Stay right here, boy, and watch.

Maybe you'll get the rest of Rip's shirt to-day." "And maybe he won't," chuckled Dave.

"That's what I call holding out false hopes to a dog.

Rip won't venture within five miles of here to-day.