NED has been at play till he is quite worn out.
He sits down on the step at the door, and soon goes to sleep. His dog Frisk comes and sits by him.
The good dog is as brisk as a bee. Look at him as he sits there with his ears up.
He seems to say, “I’ll sit and keep watch while Ned sleeps. No one will dare to touch him as long as I am here.”
Ned sleeps for half an hour; and when he wakes, he rubs his eyes, and has a good laugh as he sees Frisk at his side.
Now he goes into the house, and brings out a bit of bread for Frisk.
Then
On his two hind legs
Frisk sits up and begs,
While Ned, on his knee,
Counts one, two, three.
Then Frisk from his nose
The bit of bread throws,
and Ned has a laugh as up it goes.