His dog friend married, his human friend Tony working, Albert despairs; ""I want to be needed,"" he explains to visiting Mary Ann, but where can he find an orphan? A cry in the forest catches his ear, the cause catches him offguard; it's Cheiron the baby centaur demanding food and shelter. Removed from his native Greece by a circus man, Cheiron has escaped his clutches but otherwise he's quite unable to take care of himself so Albert takes over, rather timorously. Feeding is a problem; Cheiron refuses to graze (humans don't, and it would be that half) so the dragon has to get a milking goat. Eventually the youngster is too much for him, and Tony and Mary Ann agree that he would be better off at home. They want to take him to Falmouth harbor but will he go? (""You can lead a centaur to water but can you make him sail?"") Luckily, Cheiron's had enough too and the circus man is on his trail. The man gets his escapee but that just gives the others a chance for a great rescue and then he's off. It's very English and sometimes draggin' and those who like the other Alberts will find less to like here.