His Dog by Albert Payson Terhune
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page 80 of 105 (76%)
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your place. We'd have started sooner, but Cavalier got away. And
we waited to look for him--to bring him along." "Bring him along?" mutteringly echoed the blankbrained Link. "What fer?" "Why," laughed the girl, "because your house is where he belongs and where he is going to live. Just as he has been living all summer. Ferris caught his breath in a choked wheeze of unbelieving ecstasy. "Gawd!" he breathed. "GAWD!" Then, he stammered brokenly "They--they don't seem no right words to--to thank you in, Ma'am. But maybe you und'stand what I'd want to say if I could?" "Yes," she said gently. "I think I understand. I understood from the minute I saw you and the dog together. That's why I decided I didn't want him. That's why I--" "An' you'll get that thousand dollars!" cried Link, his fingers buried rapturously in Chum's fur. "Ev'ry cent of it. I--" "I think," interrupted the girl, winking very fast. "I think I've got what I wanted, already. My father doesn't want the money either. Do you, Dad?" |
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