The Dog Andrew
know that that dog was one of the worst biters in Livornia?"
"I do!" she replied. "I only knew Aunt Eliza had a dog. I didn't know anything about the dog personally."
"What did you say to your aunt in your letter?"
"I said I was lonely and wanted protection."
"Didn't you hope the dog would bite Mr. Tunnygate?"
"Why, no!" she declared. "I didn't want him to bite anybody."
At that the delicatessen man poked the plumber in the ribs and they both grinned happily at one another.
Pepperill gave her a last disgusted look and sank back in his seat.
"That is all!" he ejaculated feebly.
"One question, if you please, madam," said Judge Witherspoon. "May I be permitted to"—he coughed as a suppressed snicker ran round the court—"that is—may I not—er Oh, look here! How did you happen to have the idea of getting a dog?"
Mrs. Appleboy turned the full moon of her homely countenance upon the court.
"The potato peel came down that way!" she explained blandly.
"What!" exploded the dealer in rubber novelties.
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