"Timothy Light haves command o' that pack."
"I'm not so sure that he've command," Teddy Brisk's mother protested. "I'm not so sure that any man could command a shockin' pack like that. In case o' accident, now——"
Skipper Thomas chucked his ample, glowing daughter-in-law under the chin.
"You loves that lad o' yourn!" he bantered.
"I does!"
"You're thinkin' he'd make a nice little morsel o' dog meat?"
"As for me," she laughed, "I could eat him!"
She caught little Teddy Brisk in her arms and kissed him all over his eager little face. And then Doctor Luke, with a laugh and a boyish "So long, Teddy Brisk! See you soon, old soldier!" vanished to his lodgings for the night.