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Her name in full appeared staring at her from the nickel plate of the dog's collar. She smiled. "I'll tell you what you can do," she said brightly. "I'd be so grateful! My little dog has had an accident, you see, and if you would be so kind I hate to ask so much of a stranger it seems a great deal but if you would leave him at the veterinary's, Dr. Jenkins, just behind the Court House!

Next day the roof was painted and the walls were whitewashed, and Olenka, with her arms akimbo walked about the yard giving directions. Her face was beaming with her old smile, and she was brisk and alert as though she had waked from a long sleep. The veterinary's wife arrived a thin, plain lady, with short hair and a peevish expression.

He looked at the "bone and sinew of the nation," who prodded each other. "Three hundred and fifty," Wallie responded. "Three-fifty! Boost her faster, gentlemen! Boost her right along! Am I offered four hundred?" "Four hundred!" The bid was the veterinary's. Wallie quavered: "Four hundred and fifty!" "Five hundred!" his opponent came back at him. Wallie hesitated. "Think of it!

"Perhaps so but I don't think so now, and I'll tell you why in a minute. You remember, too, that Jimmy said he was all right that night when he got through work and put him in the barn for the night?" Thayor raised his eyes in surprise. "That barn was locked," Holcomb went on, "and Bergstein had the key." "What was the veterinary's opinion?" Thayor had asked seriously, after a moment's thought.

Even the puppies had overcoats with their names on 'em in blue letters, and the name of each of those they called champions was painted up fine over his front door just like it was a public-house or a veterinary's. They were the biggest St. Bernards I ever did see. I could have walked under them if they'd have let me.

Even the puppies had overcoats with their names on 'em in blue letters, and the name of each of those they called champions was painted up fine over his front door just like it was a public house or a veterinary's. They were the biggest St. Bernards I ever did see. I could have walked under them if they'd have let me.

And, with a friendly tap on Pierette's cheek, the Captain went off, delighted that everything was concluded. Possibly he thought he would have to cut off some glasses of beer and absinthe, and be cautious of the veterinary's skill at bezique. But that was not worth speaking of, and the new arrangement would be quite the thing. Captain, you are a coward!