"Goat very good, kid better; always eat kid in Spain," said Pablo.
"Edward," said Edith, "scold Pablo; he has been ill-treating my poor cat; he is a cruel boy."
"Well, I will this time; but if he kicks pussy again he must be put in the pitfall--mind that, Pablo."
"Not steal every thing," replied Pablo, laughing; "sometimes take and no pay when nobody there; farmer look very sharp--have big dog."
The line from San Francisco to Sacramento runs in a north-easterly direction, along the American River, which empties into San Pablo Bay.
"I should hope not," replied Humphrey, "although I have never been so severely punished: and I hope, Pablo, you will never steal any more."
Pablo won't thank me for bringing this home," continued Humphrey, taking the long saw out of the cart; "he will have to go to the bottom of the pit again, as soon as the pit is made."