"Oh, you know what I mean. He has a regular star on his breast.
Yes, I am sure I've seen him somewhere, but where I can't remember."

"He ought to be returned to his owner," said Snap. "But how we are
going to do it I don't know. I don't care to go back just for the
dog."

"Nor I," added Giant. "Let us take him along and bring him back with
us when we come."

"If he'll stay with us," came from Whopper. "He may---if we feed him
well," answered the doctor's son.

They let the dog have another cruller and the heads of the fish, and
the animal made a meal of them. The boys felt cold and tired and
crawled back into the tent to finish their night's rest. Soon the
collie came nosing at the opening.

"Come here!" said Giant in a low voice, and instantly the dog nestled
down at his side, and there he remained until daylight.

"We can take him in some of our pictures," said the small youth.
"He'll add to the picturesqueness."

"What are you going to call him?" asked Whopper.

"Sphinx."

"And why Sphinx?" asked Snap.