His eyes sparkling with delight, and his expanded mouth showing a full set of ivories, Pomp shook the reins in glee, shouting out, "Hi, go along there, you ol' debble!" "Pomp, you mustn't use that word," said Mrs.Frost reprovingly.
"What word, missus ?" demanded Pomp innocently.
"The last word you used," she answered.
"Don't 'member what word you mean, missus," said Pomp.

"Hi, you debble!" "That's the word ?" "Not say 'debble' ?" said Pomp wonderingly.

"Why not, missus ?" "It isn't a good word." "Mammy says 'debble.' She calls me little debble when I run away, and don't tote in de wood." "I shall tell her not to use it.

It isn't a good word for anybody to use." "Hope you'll tell her so, missus," said Pomp, grinning and showing his teeth.

"Wheneber she calls me little debble she pulls off her shoe and hits me.