'How can we advertise it? We don't know what name it answers to.'
'It would certainly be difficult to describe,' said Edith.
They had tried every name they had ever heard of, and Dilly declared it had answered to them all, if answering meant jumping rather wildly round them and barking as if in the very highest spirits, it certainly had.
'It'll be fun to see my name in the paper,' said Archie thoughtfully.
'Indeed you won't see your name in the paper.'
'Well, I found it,' said Archie rather sulkily.
'Yes; but you had no right to find it, and still less to bring it home.
I don't know what your father will say.'
Bruce at once said that it must be taken to Scotland Yard. Dilly cried bitterly, and said she wanted it to eat out of her hand, and save her life in a snowstorm.
'It's not a St Bernard, you utter little fool,' said her brother.
'Well, it might save me from drowning,' said Dilly.