ive five shillin's," she said calmly. She had not as many
pennies in the world, but she could not bear to be despised. The big
girls were delighted. They were quite kind to her. Jane promised to
bring the money next day. All the way home she prayed that God would
send her five shillings. She would not ask Lull for it--Lull was too
poor; Jane would rather have confessed to the big girls that she had no
money than take it from Lull. She prayed earnestly before going to
bed, she woke in the night to pray, but morning came, and she was on
her way to school without the money. When she got off the car at the
end off the street she was still praying, hoping that at the last
moment she would find the money on the pavement at her feet. Suddenly
Mick's voice startled her. "Ten shillin's reward! Lost, a red settler
dog." He was reading a poster on the wall. Jane laughed with glee.
She thanked God for His goodness before she read the poster. Here was
the money, and five shillings over. She expected to see the lost dog
at the end of the street. She read the poster carefully. The red
setter answered to the name of Toby. Nothing could be more easy to
find. Mick dropped their schoolbags over a wall among some laurel
bushes, and they started on the search. They began with the street
they were in, calling Toby up one side and down the other. But they
got no answer. Then they went on to the next, and so on from street to
street. They saw brown dogs, black dogs, white dogs, yellow dogs, but
no sign of a red setter. When they had searched the principal streets
they tried the back streets. Jane called the dog's name till she was
hoarse, and then Mick called in his turn. They asked a policeman if he
had seen Toby. "A settler dog! I niver heerd tell a' that breed," he
said. "Where did you loss it?"

"We niver lost it, we're only lukin' for it," said Jane.

The policeman thought for a moment. "I think I know where I could lay
my han' on a nice wee coally pup, if that'd content ye," he said.

Jane thanked him kindly, and they continued their search. When they
had been walking for about two hours Mick began to despair.

"We're sure to fin' it," Jane assured him. "Somebuddy's stole it;
let's luk in people's back yards." Back yards were hard to get at in
town. They listened for barks, and followed up the sound. Three times
a bark led them back by different ways to the same dog. Then they were
chased by owners