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Rh said her mother. “You really ought to give him a hard whipping for snapping at Rob like  that. What will Fred do, with such a cross animal about?”

“He liked Fred, and if he is let alone I don’t think there will be any trouble,” said Bess,  ready to take up the cudgels in defence of her  pet. “I don’t think he feels well to-night; he never snapped at Rob before.”

“Fuzzy is a bad dog! Come here to grandma,” said Mrs. Carter in slow, measured tones, as she glared at the dog, who looked in her face  for a moment, and then turned his head away  with a prodigious yawn. “Children, you must not laugh. He never will mind then. Well, Bess, what do you think? Shall we let Fred come?”

“Yes, I should like it so much, unless it would be unpleasant for you and father. You know I threatened once before to adopt him. Does he want to come?”

“They haven’t, Mr. Allen says, told him anything about their plans, until they could  settle on something. Will you write to Mr. Allen, then?”