Pink, the most obliging little man in the world, descended to the captain's room and thence to us at the door. Captain Collinson was not in. He had gone out again, and left his gas alight. "You say some one came in with him, Pink. Was it a young lad?" "I can't tell, sir. I heard the captain's latch-key, and I heard him come on upstairs, talking to somebody; but I was just dropping off to sleep, so did not take much notice." That the somebody was young Dick, and that Captain Collinson had gone out to march Dick home again, seemed only probable. There was nothing for it but to go on to Rose Villa and ascertain; and we started for it, after a short consultation. "I shall not have the remotest idea where to look for Dick if he is not there," remarked Dr. Knox. "And in that case, I do believe mamma will have a fit," added Charlotte. "A real fit, I mean, Arnold. I wish something could be done with Dicky! The house is always in a commotion." Captain Collinson was at Rose Villa, whether Dicky was or not. At the garden-gate, talking to Mina in the moonlight, stood he, apparently saying good-night to her. "Dicky? oh dear, yes; I have just brought Dicky back," laughed the captain, before Dr. Knox had well spoken his young half-brother's name, while Mina ran indoors like a frightened hare. "Upon getting home to my rooms just now I found some small mortal stealing in after me, and it proved to be Dicky. He followed me home to get a top I had promised him, and which I forgot to bring up here when I came to-night." "I hope you did not give it him," said Dr. Knox. "Yes, I did. I should never have got him back without," added the captain. "Good-night." He laughed again as he went away. Dicky's vagaries seemed to be rare fun for him. Dicky was spinning the top on the kitchen table when we went in--for that's where they had all gathered: Mrs. Knox, Gerty, Kate, and the cook. A big humming-top, nearly as large and as noisy as Dick. Dr. Knox caught up the top and caught Dicky by the hand, and took both into the parlour. "Now then, sir!" he sternly asked. "What did you mean by this night's escapade?" "Oh, Arnold, don't scold him," implored Mrs. Knox, following them in with her hands held up. "It _was_ naughty of him, of course, and it gave me a dreadful fright; but it was perhaps excusable, and he is safe at home again. The captain was to bring the top, and did not, and poor Dicky ran after him to get it." "You be quiet, Arnold; I am not to be scolded," put in cunning Dicky. "You just give me my top." "As to scolding you, I don't know that it would be of any further use: the time seems to have gone by for it, and I must take other measures," spoke Dr. Knox. "Come up to bed now, sir. I shall see you in it before I leave." "But I want my top." "Which you will not have," said the doctor: and he marched off Dicky.