“Then why tie him?”
“It is a rule of the boat, as I said.”
“A rule of the boat to tie passengers?”
At this question Pats smiled, for a light broke in upon him. “My friend is a dog. I thought I told you.”
“A dog!” and she seemed to find diversion in the seriousness with which Father Burke accepted the explanation. “I love dogs. Why shouldn’t I go down and see him?”
“The honor would be appreciated.”
“I will go after dinner. What sort of a dog is he?”
“A setter.”
“And what is his name?”
Pats hesitated. “Do you really wish to know?”