\"Humph！\"gruntedtheyoungman；\"Iguessyou’renotasdangerousasyoulook。Staywhereyouareandkeepstill。\"
Heturnedtoenterthekitchen，turningagainjustintimetofindthepupathisheels。Heliftedtheshovel，andJobjumpedfranticallyoutofreach，satdowninaclumpofbeachgrass，liftedhisnosetotheskyandexpressedhisfeelingsinahowlofuttermisery。
\"Good——heavens！\"observedJohnBrownfervently，and，shiftingtheshoveltohislefthand，rubbedhisforeheadwithhisright。Jobhowledoncemoreandgazedathimwithsorrowfulappeal。Thesituationwassoridiculousthattheyoungmanbegantolaugh。Thismerrimentappearedtoencouragethepup，whostoppedhowlingandbegantocaper，throwingtheloosesandfrombeneathhispawsinshowers。
\"What’sthematter，oldboy？\"inquiredBrown。\"Lonesome，areyou？\"
Jobwasmakinghimselfthecenterofasmall-sizedsandspout。