The wagon was now standing upright, with the
door open, and Toby therefore led his companions directly to it,
gravely motioning them to enter.
The old monkey, instead of obeying, stepped back to Toby's side,
and screamed to the others in such a manner that they all entered
the cage, leaving him on the outside with the boy.
Toby motioned him to get in, too, but he clung to his hand, and
scolded so furiously that it was apparent he had no idea of leaving
his boy companion. One of the men stepped up and was about to force
him into the wagon, when the proprietor ordered him to stop.
"What boy is that?" he asked.
"Job Lord's new boy," said someone in the crowd.
The man asked Toby how it was that he had succeeded in capturing
all the runaways; and he answered, gravely:
"Mr. Stubbs an' I are good friends, an' when he saw the others
runnin' away he just stopped 'em an' brought 'em back to me. I wish
you'd let Mr. Stubbs ride with me; we like each other a good deal."
"You can do just what you please with Mr. Stubbs, as you call him.
I expected to lose half the monkeys in that cage, and you have
brought back every one. That monkey shall be yours, and you may put
him in the cage whenever you want to, or take him with you, just
as you choose, for he belongs entirely to you."
Toby's joy knew no bounds; he put his arm around the monkey's
neck, and the monkey clung firmly to him, until even Job Lord was
touched at the evidence of affection between the two.
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