"She was so pretty," said Winnie, "with long soft brown hair and beautiful big eyes."
"I think she was a little bit like you," said Murtagh; "only her hair was browner than yours."
"Oh, Murtagh!" exclaimed Rosie.
"Was she as old as I am?" asked Adrienne.
"Oh, no," said Murtagh, "she was quite young; but she did bark so beautifully."
"She did what?" exclaimed Adrienne.
"Bark! bark at all the strangers that came near the place."
"Oh!" said Adrienne, completely taken aback. "Then—then—she must have been a dog!"
"Yes," said Rosie, hurriedly. "It's ridiculous Murtagh saying she was like you; she was only a little dog that we found in the road."
"Why, what else did you suppose she was?" asked Murtagh, in surprise.