The lady backed against the door in alarm. The footman, anxious apparently about his calves, seized an umbrella and made a wild assault on the dog, and I was confusedly conscious of Slidder exclaiming, Why, if that aint my young lady! as I sprang up the steps to the rescue.
Down, Dumps, you rascal; down! I exclaimed, seizing him by the brass collar with which I had invested him.Pardon the rudeness of my dog, madam, I said, looking up; I never saw him act in this way before. It is quite unaccountable
Not quite so unaccountable as you think, interrupted Slidder, who stood looking calmly on, with his hands in his pockets and a grin on his face.Its your own dog, miss.
What do you mean, boy? said the lady, a gaze of surprise chasing away the look of alarm which had covered her pretty face.
I mean xactly what I says, miss. The dogs your own: I sold it to you long ago for five bob!
The girlfor she was little more than sixteenturned with a startled, doubting look to the dog.
If you dont blieve it, miss, look at the vite spot on the bridge of is nose, said Slidder, with a self-satisfied nod to the lady and a supremely insolent wink to the footman.