"I don't know," replied the little girl, "but I run down to look every time a ship comes to the old dock. And I always ask the old sailor who sits on the bench over there if he has seen my Bobby."
"You're looking for your Bobby, and I'm searching for my daddy," said Puss, sadly. And then he told the little girl how discouraged he was because in all his travels he had not yet found him.
And then, all of a sudden, they heard a voice calling, "All aboard!"
"Goodness!" exclaimed Puss, "I must hurry; the ship's going to sail. Good-by!" and off he ran to the dock as fast as he could.
"Wait for me," called out the little girl, "I guess I'll go, too. I may find Bobby Shafto."
"Hurry, hurry!" cried Puss, looking back. "I'll run ahead and ask the Captain to wait."
And it was lucky he did, for the gang-plank was being hauled in just as he arrived. "Wait for us!" he shouted.
"Why, I don't see anybody else," said the Captain, as Puss stepped aboard.
"Yes, there is," answered Puss, "There she comes!"
And in another minute, with her bonnet strings streaming in the wind, the little girl came running down the dock.