Keineth by Jane Abbott
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apart. She was not yet sure that she wanted a closer acquaintance with
the newcomer. She had known few dogs; her father had always warned her to leave the stray dogs that she met on the street quite alone--and she had detested Aunt Josephine's silky poodle! But this poor scrap was wagging his stubby tail and looking at her in a coaxing manner that said plainly, "Let's be friends!" Within the house Billy was cramming down biscuits and chicken gravy with an enjoyment that covered the concern he felt at his mother's attitude. When he could speak for the food in his mouth he told her of the crowds at the fair. But with the last mouthful of custard pie bolted he went straight to the point: "Can I keep him, Mother?" She rose and, with Billy following, went out upon the veranda. At sight of his new master the dog broke away from Peggy and leaped upon him, his big paws on Billy's shoulders. "Can't I keep him, Mummy?" he asked, pleadingly, looking from his mother to his father. "Mummy, this is such a lovely dog--" implored Alice, the June bugs forgotten. "And we'll take care of him," added Peggy. Billy put one arm around the dog's neck. "I guess when you hear the story 'bout him you'll let him stay," he said solemnly. |
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