istling to the dog to come with him, and make sport among the
water-fowl. It was that face--that countenance of his uncle's, as he
had last seen it, which was before Roger's eyes now, as he lay dozing.
With it came the angry tones of Stephen's voice, saying that he would
never come to good. Mixed and confused with this was the roar of a
coming flood, and a question (how and whence spoken he knew not) whether
his uncle might not possibly have been saved, if he had not, against
orders, carried away Bishop--for the dog was still Bishop in his
master's dreams.

Roger started bolt upright, and looked about him. He felt very tired;
but he thought he would not lie down again just yet. It was odd that he
could not get sound asleep, so tired as he was. If he should not sleep
better than this at night, what should he do? He wished he had some
more of that woman's cherry-brandy. He had slept sound enough after
drinking that. It was well for Roger that he was not now within reach
of intoxicating liquors--the state of his mind would probably have made
a drunkard of him.

His mind ran strangely on his uncle, and his uncle's last looks and
words, even as he stood wide awake, and staring at the bee-hives. A
rustle in the briars behind him made him jump as if he had been shot.
It was only a partridge taking wing.

"Whirr away!" said Roger to her. "You can't go far. You will have to
light again upon my island. You all belong to me--you swarming
creatures! You may run about awhile, and flutter away a bit; but you
will all belong to me at last, with Spy to help me. I'll have some
sport, now. Here, Spy! Spy!"

Spy had disappeared, and did not come when called. A whistle brought
him, however, at last. He came out of the thicket, licking his chops.
Being commanded to bring his game, he soon produced two rabbits. It was
easy work for the dog to catch them; for the poor creatures had no holes
here. They had come to this raised ground from a warren some way off,
where they had been soaked out of their holes.

Spy was praised for everything but not answering to his name. For that
he was lectured, and then sent off again, to try what he could find. He
brought in prey of various kinds; for he could not stir among the trees
without starting some. During the fun, as Roger thought it, while the
terrified birds were fluttering among the branches of the trees, and the
scared animals bursting through the thicket, Roger resolve