"Oh, no you don't, sir," said Jasper, holding him fast by the collar; "you must hunt for them. Give them to me, Polly."
So Polly put the sugar lumps into Jasper's hands, and he dropped one into each pocket. "There now, hunt, sir," which Jocko, wrinkling up his flat nose, was glad to do.
"Did you ever see such sweet little fingers?" said Polly, dropping to her knees by the side of the big chair, as Jocko, finding one sweet lump, dragged it forth triumphantly, to set sharp little teeth in it.
"Did you ever see such sweet little fingers?" said Polly.
"Fingers! Oh, Polly!" exclaimed Ben, coming up, stick in hand.
Jocko grunted and chattered, one eye on the stick, while he nibbled away.