My master never bothered his head about me, and I could do as I liked.

One day when I was having a walk, and meeting a lot of dogs that I knew, a little boy came behind me, and before I could tell what he was doing, he had snatched me up, and was running off with me.

I couldn't bite him, for he had stuffed some of his rags in my mouth.

He took me to a tenement house, in a part of the city that I had never been in before.

He belonged to a very poor family.