I got the dog into the post-office garden and then I went back into the church to tell her the coast was clear.

But she waited a bit, for she was awfully afraid that he might get out again." "What a goose she must be"-- this from Jack.
"She asked if she were likely to meet any other dog in the road; so I asked her where she lived, and then she told me she was Mrs.Crofton, and that she had only arrived this morning.

I offered to walk home with her, and then we had quite a talk.

She has the same kind of feeling about dogs that some people have about cats." "That's rather queer!" said Tom suddenly, "for her husband bred wire-haired terriers.

Colonel Crofton sold Flick to Godfrey Radmore last year--don't you remember ?" He appealed to Betty, who always remembered everything.
"Yes," she said quietly, "I was just thinking of that.