“Well, I’ll be your big brother. Only you must mind what I say to you; else I shall stop being him. Is it a bargain?”
“Yes, to be sure!” cried Harry in delight; and, springing from the couch, he began hopping feebly about the room on one foot, to express his pleasure.
“Well, then, that’s settled. Now, you must come and show me the horses—your ponies, you know—and the pigs—”
“I don’t like the pigs—I don’t know where they are.”
“Well, we must find out. Perhaps I shall make some discoveries for you. Have you any rabbits?”
“No.”
“A dog though, surely?”
“No. I had a canary, but the cat killed it, and I have never had a pet since.”
“Well, get your cap, and come out with me. I will wait for you here.”
Harry walked away—he seldom ran. He soon returned with his cap, and they sallied out together.