In a Garden 99

deal that was interesting going on in the
garden, and directly he was set free he
hastened down the path, lugging heavy
Agrippa. Agrippa never would make haste
if left to himself. He liked to stop several
times and lick his fur, and if he were very
tiresome, would repeat in a leisurely manner
two or three maxims which he had _ picked
up somewhere, such as, More haste, worse
speed; or, You will never overtake Time;
which gave him a great character for wisdom,
but were annoying to any one in a hurry.
At the same time he was so big and so very
solid that it was all Dick could do to carry
him, so that when they reached the little
glade for which they were bound, he tumbled
him down abruptly on the grass.

“Don't!” said Agrippa, and his green eyes
grew very angry, for he liked to keep up his
dignity among the creatures,

“Well, I can't help it. You shouldn’t be
so heavy,” said Dick, walking away without at-
tending. He looked here, there, and on every
side. There was a delicious freshness in the