“I love Tige.”
“That’s a fact.”
I’ve no doubt Tige by this time had his nose in Fannie’s basket.
“Captain Rhines, you know Tige loves babies.”
“Yes, my dear.”
“Don’t you know we have a little baby?”
“Yes.”
“I’ve come for Tige to go and see it.”
“What a comical little thing you are! Well, I suppose he must go. Then you’re not going to stop and play with me?”
“No, sir; because Tige wants to see the baby.”