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OUR FRIEND THE DOG 



ears pricked up to catch the 

 words of man? From the fore- 

 head that unwrinkled to appreci- 

 ate and love, or from the stump 

 of a tail that wriggled at the 

 other end to testify to the inti- 

 mate and impassioned joy that 

 filled his small being, happy once 

 more to encounter the hand or 

 the glance of the god to whom 

 he surrendered himself?^ 



Pelleas was born in Paris, and 

 I had taken him to the country. 

 His bonny fat paws, shapeless 

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