"Indeed I will!" promised the doctor, for he had taken a great liking to the Curlytops.
"Whose pony is it?" asked Daddy Martin.
"It's mine!" exclaimed Teddy quickly. "Mine and Jan's. We found him and his name's Clipclap."
"Well, that's a good name for a pony," said his father. "But still I don't know that you can claim every pony you find. This one may belong to Uncle Frank."
"No, it isn't one of my brand," said the owner of Ring Rosy Ranch. "It's a strange pony that must have wandered into this cave after he found he was poisoned. I reckon the poor thing thought he'd die in there, and maybe he would if the children hadn't found him."
"He couldn't have lived much longer without attention," said Doctor Bond.
"Then did we save his life?" asked Teddy.
"You did, by getting the doctor in time," answered his father.
"Then can't he be our pony?" asked the little boy.
"Yes, I guess he can," answered Uncle Frank. "If nobody comes to claim him you children may have him. And if anyone does come after him I'll give you another. I was going to give you each a pony, anyhow, as soon as you got used to the ranch, and I'll do it. If Ted wants to keep Clipclap, as he calls him, I'll give Janet another."