“But there are enough other boys in Boston to help me,” said Caleb.
“There is not any good place,” said Mary Anna, in a mild and pleasant tone. “There is only a very small yard, and that is full of wood piles.”
“I can make it on the common,” said Caleb. “The common is large enough I can tell you.”
Here Dwight suddenly called out in a tone of great eagerness and delight, to look off to a little bush near them, to which he pointed with his finger.
“See! see! there is a squirrel!—a large grey squirrel!”
“Where?” said Caleb, “where? I don't see him.”
“Hush!” said Mary Anna, in a low tone: “All keep perfectly still. I'll shew him to you, Caleb. There, creeping along the branch.”
“I see him,” said David. “Let us catch him, and put him in with Mungo.”
“I'm afraid it is Mungo,” said Mary Anna.
“Mungo!” said Dwight, with surprise.