"Moreshametoyou，" saidoneofthepolicemen， sternly， "whathaveyoubeenuptoatthistimeofnight， tohaveyourowndogandaquietminister'sspanieldogachasingyouthroughthestreet？"
， andjustatthisminutesomeoneopenedawindowandcalledout， "Hallo， there， whatareyoudoing？"
"We'recatchingathief， sir，" saidoneofthepolicemen， "leastwiseIthinkthat'swhathe'？ We'venohandcuffshere， andoneofushastogotothelock-upandtheothertoWashingtonstreet， wherethere'， please， sir."
Thegentlemanthrewdownarope， andintwominutesJenkins' wristsweretiedtogether， andhewaswalkedthroughthegate， sayingbadwordsasfastashecouldtothepolicemanwhowasleadinghim."Gooddogs，" .
AswehurriedalongWashingtonstreet， andcamenearourhouse， wesawlightsgleamingthroughthedarkness， '， andtheDrurys' coachman， withnohaton， andhishairstickingupalloverhishead， wasrunningaboutwithalantern.
Theneighbors' houseswerealllightedup， andagoodmanypeoplewerehangingoutoftheirwindowsandopeningtheirdoors， andcallingtoeachothertoknowwhatallthisnoisemeant.
WhenthepolicemanappearedwithJimandmeathisheels， ， 'sbackwasbleedinginseveralplacesfromthestonesthatJenkinshadthrownathim， andIwasamassofbruises.
Presentlywewerediscovered， andthenwhatafusswasmadeoverus."Bravedogs？ Nobledogs？" everybodysaid， ， andstoodupandwaggedourtails， atleastJimdid， ， andcatchingmeupinherarms， raninthehousewithme， andJackfollowedwitholdJim.
， ， andrightthereintheparlorwashedourwounds， andmadeusliedownbythefire.
