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would I ever be able to get so much dog for so 
little money? The transaction was immediately 
concluded, and I stepped briskly off with my prize 
in tow. Arrived at home, I gave her a hearty 
dinner. 
It did my soul good to see her eat. It did her 
good also. Her whole appearance changed ; she had 
some style now. She pricked up her ears, lifted 
her tail from between her legs, and wagged it rap- 
idly to and fro. Then I gave her a bath, and when 
she was clean, she looked the lady that she 
really was. She was black and white on back and 
sides, with spots of tan on cheeks and ears and 
both forelegs — a very respectable-appearing fox- 
terrier. 
For a day or two Bruno, when out of his cage, 
would have nothing to do with the dog. Every 
time Foxy came near him, he ran to Comrade for 
protection. Foxy had no fear whatever, of the 
bear; in fact, the day after her arrival she drove 
him away from his dinner and ate it herself. Little 
by little Bruno overcame his fear, and by the end 
of the week they were firm friends. Foxy was glad 
to spend a few hours each day in the cage with her 
new companion, and when not in the cage she was 
usually within sight. It was a fine arrangement, 
and from now on Bruno was a happy and con- 
tented bear. 
