He tied the rope around the dog's neck.
"We'll draw him up once--it won't hurt him any," he proposed.
I looked at him in silence.

My heart smote me, but I hadn't the courage to take issue with the owner of a silver watch.

When the dog began to struggle I threw my arms about him and cried.

Aunt Deel happened to be near.

She came and saw Amos pulling at the rope and me trying to save the dog.
"Come right down off'm that mow--this minute," said she.
When we had come down and the dog had followed pulling the rope after him, Aunt Deel was pale with anger.
"Go right home--right home," said she to Amos.
"Mr.Baynes said that he would take me up with the horses," said Amos.
"Ye can use shank's horses--ayes!--they're good enough for you," Aunt Deel insisted, and so the boy went away in disgrace.
I blushed to think of the poor opinion he would have of the place now.
It seemed to me a pity that it should be made any worse, but I couldn't help it.
"Where are your pennies ?" Aunt Deel said to me.
I felt in my pockets but couldn't find them.
"Where did ye have `em last ?" my aunt demanded.
"On the haymow." "Come an' show me." We went to the mow and search for the pennies, but not one of them could we find.
I remembered that when I saw them last Amos had them in his hand.
"I'm awful 'fraid for him--ayes I be!" said Aunt Deel.