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away every time he comes. He's just the sort of 

 dog that knows when he's welcome, even if his 

 master doesn't." 



" Peter," Tommy said, " are you going to stay 

 here with Uncle Hiram, or are you coming along 

 with me? " 



Then Peter got up from his haunches very slow- 

 ly and walked over by Uncle Hiram. He lifted 

 up his front paws and put them on his shoulders, 

 and licked his face. We knew he was saying good- 

 by. Afterward he walked over to Tommy. He 

 knew he'd been doing wrong to stay away from 

 home so much, for he had his tail down and looked 

 ready for a scolding. 



" If he comes here again and stays a day," 

 Tommy said, " I won't take him back. He's 

 yours to keep." 



" Just as you say," Uncle Hiram answered, and 

 he didn't seem to notice that Tommy was disgusted 

 with Peter. 



It was cool and shady in Uncle Hiram's house. 

 I liked it there. He gave Philip and me lemonade 

 and seed-cake. Tommy wouldn't take any. Uncle 

 Hiram said to him, " No hard feelings? " as we 

 were going away, but Tommy didn't answer. He 

 hardly spoke a word to Philip or me when we were 

 out in the meadow; but he kept tight hold of 

 Peter's collar. 



The tallest plant now in Miss Amelia's meadow 

 is a Great Mullen. It's higher than any others 



