“Too long a story, Dick. I must take him to his mother. Can I do so with safety?”
“I think so. I have constantly encouraged her hopes of finding the child; and yet perhaps it would be well to be cautious. I will just step up and prepare her a little. I will tell her that we have better hopes than ever of finding her child; and that we have heard from him, and know where he is; and that he is now on his way to her, and so forth. But I will not tell her that you are bringing him. I will leave that delight to yourself.”
“Thank you, Dick. Make haste, and don’t be gone a moment longer than necessary.”
“I will come back as soon as possible,” said Dick as he disappeared.
“See Doosa! see Doosa!” exclaimed little Lenny impatiently.
“Yes, my boy, you shall see Doosa, Dick has gone to look for Doosa and tell her,” said Alexander.
“Dit done look for Doosa?”
“Yes, my darling.”
So Lenny prattled on.
Dick was gone rather longer than was expected, but at length he returned.