Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 426
her arm. Hallo! said the man. How came you bymy dog, little girl ? Your dog ! How is that ? asked Grandpa, insurprise, hearing the peddlers gruff voice. He stopped here and came right to you, you say,little girl? What was you doing when he foundyou, may I ask ? • I was crying because I was… … HE PEERED IN AT HER THROUGH THE FENCE. Oh, replied the man, I have nt seen himfor a year, and I thought he was dead; but I spiedhim before I got to the door, and he ran to thatlittle girls lap. Besides, I should know those eyeshe is trying to hide, anywhere. I never used tokick him but he would…
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