Raggedy Andy Stories by John B. (John Barton) Gruelle
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"No, I wasn't dreaming!" Fido answered. "I heard something go, 'Scratch!
Scratch!' as plain as I hear you!" "Where did the sound come from, Fido?" Raggedy Andy asked when he saw that Fido really was wide awake. "From outside somewhere!" Fido answered. "And if I could get out without disturbing all the folks, I'd run out and see what it might be! Perhaps I had better bark!" "Please do not bark!" Raggedy Andy cried as he put his rag arm around Fido's nose. "You will awaken everybody in the house. We can open a door or a window for you and let you out, if you must go!" "I wish you would. Listen! There it is again: 'Scratch! Scratch!' What can it be?" "You may soon see!" said Raggedy Andy. "We'll let you out, but please don't sit at the door and bark and bark to get back in again, as you usually do, for we are going to play a good game and we may not hear you!" "You can sleep out in the shed after you have found out what it is," said Raggedy Andy. As soon as the dolls opened the door for Fido, he went running across the lawn, barking in a loud shrill voice. He ran down behind the shed and through the garden, and then back towards the house again. Raggedy Andy and Uncle Clem stood looking out of the door, the rest of |
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