"What do you say, Jack Penny, eh?"
"Jimmy won't jump in, I know," drawled Jack.
"You're right," said the doctor; "he'll come back before long hungry as
a hunter, and regularly tamed down or I'm no judge of character."
"Yes," I said, "and he'll bring back something he has killed so as to
try and make friends. That's how he always did at home."
"Well," said Jack Penny solemnly, "I hope he will. I like Jimmy, he
makes me laugh, and though it hurts my back I like laughing. It does me
good. I never used to have anything to laugh at at home. Father used
to laugh when he kicked me, but it never seemed funny to me, and I never
used to laugh at that."
"Well, Jack Penny, I dare say the black will give you something to laugh
at before long, for I don't suppose it will be long before he is back."