"What is it, William?" says Bonnie Bell, looking round at him.
"Beg pardon, ma'am, but might Hi speak with Mr. Wilson for a moment?"
You see, he called me Mr. Wilson, that being my last name. It was in the Bible, or else I probably would of forgot it.
"Oh, all right," says I; and I got up and went out with him.
He was standing in his little hall when I come out, and he has our Boston dog, Peanut, tied to a chair leg there with a piece of rope. Peanut barked joyful at me, thinking I was going to take him outdoors maybe.
"Hexcuse me, sir," says William, right sad, "but this little dog is a hobject of my suspicion, sir."
"What's that?" says I. "What do you suspect him of--embeazlement, maybe?"
William he stoops down then and unties something that Peanut has fastened in his collar. It was a envelope. It didn't have no name on it.
"This is the third one Hi found on 'im," says William. "Hi 'ave the other two in my desk. Hi don't know, sir, for whom they may be hintended, sir."
"Well, who sent 'em? Is anybody going to blow up our place unlessen we put twelve thousand dollars under a stone on the front sidewalk?"
"That's what Hi wish to hinquire, sir. Hi became alarmed," says William. "Hi thought Hi'd awsk you about it, sir, Mr. Wright not being at 'ome."
"Why didn't you awsk Miss Wright?" says I.
We stood there, with this letter in our hands, looking it over.
"You say you don't know where this dog's been?" says I.
"Oh, no, sir; quite the contrary. I don't doubt he's often been through the--ahum!--ahum!----"
"Well, how often has he been through the ahum, William?" says I. "What made you let him go? You know it's against orders."
"Hi am quite hinnocent of hany hinfraction of my duties," says he. "On the contrary, Hi've watched this Peanut dog most closely, sir. Yet at times 'e is habsent. Hi'm of the belief that the notes come from the hother side of the fence, sir. But has to their haddress, and has to their contents, sir, Hi assure you Hi'm hutterly hignorant; and hit was for that reason that Hi awsked you to come and see this one. Hit's just at 'and, sir."
I taken all three of them letters away from him and opened them, me being foreman; but when I begun to read I didn't tell William what they was. I only laughed out loud, hard as I could.