"Tell us a bear story, please do," persisted the child.
"No, Beely, maybe I tole you bear story, maybe so, but that big dog he scare me. Now, I'm scare out of bear story."
"Poor old Hero, he wants to come in," said Billy. "Shall I let him come in and get acquainted with you, Antoine?"
"No, Beely, I'm too much acquaint with him now. You call your dog, I go."
"But he likes you, Antoine; I could tell by the way he sniffs at you that he likes you."
"Yes, maybe he likes me too much, I'm think. I'll bring my gun next time," warned Antoine; "then let him sniff at me, hey, Beely?"
"You wouldn't shoot him."
"I wouldn't stand still and let him eat me, I tell you that, Beely. When you see Antoine coming, you better call your dog and hide him."
"Give it to him, Antoine," said Gerald, with a brotherly grin.