And, John, take Toodles with you and lock him up.

First thing I know I'll be tramplin' on him.

Get out, you varmint!" John grabbed the wad of matted hair midway between his floppy tail and perpetually moist nose, controlled his own features into a semblance of seriousness, and turned to O'Day.

"This way, sir--I thought it was one of Otto's jokes.

The room is only about as big as half a box car, but it's got runnin' water in the hall, and Kitty keeps it mighty clean.