Any one would have thought that I might have kept my Franky a little, would not they?
“You always have the luck, Franky,” grumbled Roberts, as soon as they were alone.
Franky is a merry, joyous little fellow, who wins his way to every heart.
But not all the galleons of Spain could flurry "Franky Drake."
"Oh, Franky dear," she wailed forth, burying her face in his warm neck.
Why, Franky would be quite offended if any one called him a baby.
I thought to save Franky by renouncing you, was not that it?
But that rogue, Franky, was not afraid to show his feelings.
At that instant Franky returned to the parlor, with a very dolorous expression upon his countenance.
Poor Franky must be tired of waiting for me by this time; there's no one else to play with him.