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and South Kensington), and had, as soon 

 as he could, taken up the best position for 

 doing so. How did he recognise the Sloane 

 Square Station, for he had had only those 

 two opportunities of glancing out ? It seems 

 to me it could only have been by counting 

 the stations, in which case he must be able 

 to reckon up to five. The dog was a very 

 ordinary London cur, white and tan, of a 

 greatly mixed Scotch terrier stock, the long 

 muzzle showing a greyhound cross. He 

 was thin, and apparently conscious of break- 

 ing the law, hiding out of sight, and slinking 

 along with his tail between his legs, and 

 altogether not worth stealing. I suppose 

 that he had been transferred to a new home 

 which had proved uncongenial, and was 

 slipping away, in fear and trembling, to his 

 old quarters. 



J M. L. 



