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reverend gentleman had left Use for a few hours at 

 Frau Dr. Moekel's as he had often done before 

 while he went into town to make some purchases. On 

 this particular occasion Frau Dr. Moekel noticed that 

 Use looked particularly depressed, and her little 

 daughter, Carla, being disturbed about the dog's 

 woe-begone air, said : ' Mummy, Use must be in 

 trouble ! Only see how serious she is ! ' So Frau 

 Dr. Moekel asked the dog : ' Use, are you really 

 sorrowful ? ' To which Use responded : ' Ja, hr hib.' 

 (= yes, Master beating !). Frau Dr. Moekel : ' But 

 Use, I am sure your master is kind to you ; you are 

 imagining ! ' 



"Use: 'bd'. 



" Frau Dr. Moekel : ' Bed ? Use have you a 

 bed?' 



" Use : ' Nein.' 



" Frau Dr. Moekel : ' But where do you sleep ? ' 



" Use : ' hols.' 



" Frau Dr. Moekel : ' Use, you poor little dog ! 

 Have you to sleep on the wood behind the stove ? ' 



"Use: f jal f 



" Frau Dr. Moekel : ' Then I'll tell you what to do, 

 Ilse : you just get up on to your master's bed he 

 needn't have it all to himself.' 



" Frau Dr. Moekel said later that she had not made 

 this suggestion seriously, that, in fact, she had said it 

 more to quiet Carla, and had soon forgotten all about 

 it. But the next day the dog's master called again 

 and complained of Ilse, saying : ' What do you think 

 of this ? Ilse is really getting unbearable the beast 

 got into my bed last night : there she was this morning 

 stretched her whole length ! ' And Frau Dr. 

 Moekel had now to confess that she herself had insti- 

 gated this lapse on Use's part. 



