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Brock was sure she had seen a rabbit or some- 

 thing. Very much excited he ran after her, wish- 

 ing to have his share of the fun. 



He was a much heavier dog than Bianca and 

 could not go so fast. 



She led him far up into the woods and lost him 

 there. Then she came tearing back and looked up 



eagerly into the 

 butcher's face, 

 wagging her tail 

 as if to say, 

 " Please give me 

 some scraps 

 quickly." 



When Brock, 

 panting and with 

 hanging tongue, 

 y^- came hurrying 

 back Bianca had 

 eaten all the scraps ; and the butcher was just 

 sliutting up his wagon before driving away. 



One time Bianca had a litter of five little puppies. 

 They were very cunning little things, with plump, 

 warm bodies covered with downy hau". They had 

 wiggly little tails and sprawhng legs. 



Bianca and the Butcher 



