Chapter IX 

 Going for a Walk 



FROM all this you can see how 

 dear friends we had already be- 

 come. So much so, that I was always 

 very lonesome when Fessor had to 

 go away; and several times after he 

 had left the den, and the door down- 

 stairs had shut to, I would go out into 

 the hall and call for him, and see if I 

 could find him anywhere. Mamma 

 and Edith were down in the kitchen, 

 so they never heard me ; but one day 

 Fessor found out that I was in the 

 habit of looking for him, for he went to 

 the bath-room at the end of the great, 



