chief," he said, getting up, still very red in the face.
Susannah began to giggle. "I bet dat han'kerchief, boss, is a mighty good dodger!"
The Captain didn't say anything but sighed again and put the clock gently on the table, and went back to his chair. He looked at the clock sadly, and thought he would mend it in the morning when the light was better. When the Cat was sure that the Captain was quite settled again with his pipe and his paper, he came out from under the sofa, stretching and yawning as though he'd been having a nap. Somehow he wasn't very proud of himself, with the Captain feeling sad about the clock. But
