"Harvey ought to keep him himself," she declared.
"But I wish Beth to have him, Mrs. Davenport. Father said I might do what I wished with Don, and when I told mother I was going to give him to Beth, she thought it a very nice idea."
"You are very generous, Harvey, and both Beth and I appreciate your present. I love dogs almost as much as Beth does, but I don't know how we can repay you."
"Mother says that you more than repay me by letting Beth play with me. You know I haven't any sisters."
"Well, you and Beth must be careful not to get into mischief. She may play by the water this morning, but I don't care to have her go rowing. The river is too rough to-day."
"We won't go rowing, mamma."
Thereupon they hurried with Don down to the river.
The wind was quite high, which made the water choppy. The waves were white-capped in many places.
"Now, Beth, you just watch and see Don perform."
Harvey held in his hand a good-sized stick, which he threw as far as possible out into the water.