[Cutlass and Cudgel by George Manville Fenn]@TWC D-Link bookCutlass and Cudgel CHAPTER FOUR 3/6
What yer growling about ?" The dog didn't say, but growled more fiercely. "Grip, down! Give him your paw," cried the girl. The dog turned his muzzle up to his mistress, and uttered a low whine. "Says he don't like to shake hands with a lad like me," said Ram, laughing. "But I say he is to, sir," cried the girl haughtily.
"Give him your paw, Grip." She took the dog by the ear and led him unwillingly toward the boy, whose eyes sparkled with delight while the hound whimpered and whined and protested, as if he had an unconquerable dislike to the act he was called upon to perform. "Now," cried the girl, "directly, sir.
Give him your paw." What followed seemed ludicrous in the extreme to the boy, for, in obedience to his mistress's orders, the dog lifted his left paw and turned his head away to gaze up at his mistress. "The wrong paw, sir," she cried.
"Now, again." "_Pow how_!" howled the dog, raising his paw now to have it seized by the boy, squeezed and then loosened, a termination which seemed to give the animal the most profound satisfaction.
For now it was over, he barked madly and rushed round and round the boy in the most friendly way. "There, miss," said Ram with a grin; "we shall be friends now.
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