"It was fit to eat.

It wouldn't hurt the dog." Ellen stood and looked at her.

"Of course, I didn't know it was your dog," explained Elnora.

"I had something I wanted to throw to some dog, and that one looked big enough to manage it." Ellen had arrived at her conclusions.

"Pass over that lunch box," she demanded.
"I will not!" said Elnora.
"Then I will have you arrested for trying to poison our dog," laughed the girl as she took the box.
"One chunk of stale bread, one half mile of antique bologna contributed for dog feed; the remains of cake, salad and preserves in an otherwise empty lunch box.