But there was no brave Sancho to resent the impertinence , and this fact was sadly brought to both their minds by the appearance of a great Newfoundland dog who came trotting after a carriage . The good creature stopped to say a friendly word in his dumb fashion , looking up at Bab with benevolent eyes , and poking his nose into Ben 's hand before he bounded away with his plumy tail curled over his back . Ben started as the cold nose touched his fingers , gave the soft head a lingering pat , and watched the dog out of sight through a thicker mist than any the rain made . But Bab broke down ; for the wistful look of the creature 's eyes reminded her of lost Sancho , and she sobbed quietly as she glanced back longing to see the dear old fellow jogging along in the rear . Ben heard the piteous sound and took a sly peep over his shoulder , seeing such a mournful spectacle that he felt appeased , saying to himself as if to excuse his late sternness , -- `` She is a naughty girl , but I guess she is about sorry enough now . When we get to that sign-post I 'll speak to her , only I wo n't forgive her till Sanch comes back . '' But he was better than his word ; for , just before the post was reached , Bab , blinded by tears , tripped over the root of a tree , and , rolling down the bank , landed in a bed of wet nettles . Ben had her out in a jiffy , and vainly tried to comfort her ; but she was past any consolation he could offer , and roared dismally as she wrung her tingling hands , with great drops running over her cheeks almost as fast as the muddy little rills ran down the road . `` Oh dear , oh dear ! I 'm all stinged up , and I want my supper ; and my feet ache , and I 'm cold , and every thing is so horrid ! '' wailed the poor child lying on the grass , such a miserable little wet bunch that the sternest parent would have melted at the sight . `` Do n't cry so , Babby ; I was real cross , and I 'm sorry . I 'll forgive you right away now , and never shake you any more , '' cried Ben , so full of pity for her tribulations that he forgot his own , like a generous little man . `` Shake me again , if you want to ; I know I was very bad to tag and lose Sanch . I never will any more , and I 'm so sorry , I do n't know what to do , '' answered Bab , completely bowed down by this magnanimity . `` Never mind ; you just wipe up your face and come along , and we 'll tell Ma all about it , and she 'll fix us as nice as can be . I should n't wonder if Sanch got home now before we did , '' said Ben , cheering himself as well as her by the fond hope . `` I do n't believe I ever shall . I 'm so tired my legs wo n't go , and the water in my boots makes them feel dreadfully . I wish that boy would wheel me a piece .
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