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Updated: May 28, 2025
Granny Pyetangle frequently went to have a chat with Dame Fossie, her large sun-bonnet shading her wrinkled old face, a handkerchief crossed neatly over her print bodice.
Dame Fossie sat sleeping peacefully in a large rush-bottomed chair by the fireplace and Granny Pyetangle, on her bed under the chintz curtains, was sleeping too. 'Zekiel laid the Fozzy-gog's leaf carefully on her forehead, and creeping from the room, threw himself on his own little bed, and was soon as fast asleep as the two old women.
Granny Pyetangle was sometimes rather cross in those days, and would scold poor 'Zekiel for "clumping in his boots" and "worritting" but 'Zekiel was very patient. "Sick people is wearing at times," said Dame Fossie. "Come you down to me sometimes, 'Zekiel, and I'll let you play with my chaney dog.
To see them actually living, and moving about, was such an extraordinary thing that it swallowed up every other feeling, even that of fear. "Make haste, my good dogs! Put the furniture straight, and have all ready. Dame Fossie will be returning soon, and we must be back on our shelves before her key turns," said the Fozzy-gog cheerfully.
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