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of the house, where there was a drain-pipe in one 

 corner through the wall, to carry off the water when 

 it was wasted ; this she had torn at until she made 

 the hole big enough to force her little body through, 

 and getting into the house by an unfastened side door, 

 made her way up to my room. But how on earth 

 could she possibly have known that I was there ? 

 She had not seen me for six months, and I had not 

 been near the stable, so she could not have heard 

 my voice, and there was not any coat or wrap of 

 mine left in the carriage. That she had got into 

 the house by the way I have stated was quite clear 

 from the state of her paws, and the marks on the 

 stable and outer court. 



Fanny amused me very much on another occa- 

 sion. She had been taught to beg, and I went to 

 the kennel, a paled-in one with benches round it, 

 and opening the door, began to talk and play with 

 the dogs, occasionally throwing them some pieces of 

 biscuit. I threw a bit which one of the spaniels 

 picked up, and jumping on to the bench, began to 

 eat it. I suppose Fanny fancied the piece very 

 much, for she ran after the dog, jumped up on the 

 bench in front of him and sat up and begged for it, 

 just as she would have done had I had it. How- 

 ever, the spaniel did not pay any attention, but 

 quietly munched up the biscuit. Her jealousy of 



