The end of August, as it is now, and the month of
September, is not good for venison; and, therefore, I do not see what
I shall have to go for."
"Well, I wish when you do go, you would get something for Alice and
something for me."
"And what is it that Alice wants?"
"She wants a kitten."
"Well, I think I may find that. And what do you want, Humphrey?"
"I want a dog. Smoker is yours altogether; I want a dog for myself, to
bring up after my own fashion."
"Well, I ought to look out for another dog: although Smoker is not
old, yet one ought to have two dogs to one's gun in case of accident."
"I think so too," replied Edward; "see if you can get two puppies, one
for Humphrey and one for myself."
"Well, I must not go to Lymington for them. I must cross the forest,
to see some friends of mine whom I have not seen for a long while, and
I may get some of the right sort of puppies there, just like Smoker.
I'll do that at once, as I may have to wait for them, even if I do
have the promise."
"May I go with you, Jacob?" said Edward.
"Why, I would rather not; they may ask questions?"
"And so would I rather he would not, for he will shirk his work here."
"Why, what is there to do, Humphrey?"
"Plenty to do, and hard work, Edward; the acorns are fit for beating
down, and we want a great many bushels for the pigs.
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