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Rh. (snarls) Arr! Arr!

. What! Toby! you cross this morning? You get out of bed the wrong way upwards?

. (snarls again) Arr! Arr!

. Poor Toby. (putting his hand out cautiously, and trying to coax the dog, who snaps at it) Toby, you're one nasty cross dog: get away with you! (strikes at him)

. Bow, wow, wow! (seizing  by the nose)

. Oh dear! Oh dear! My nose! my poor nose! my beautiful nose! Get away! get away, you nasty dog&mdash;I tell your master. Oh dear! dear!&mdash;Judy! Judy!

. (solus, and rubbing his nose with both hands) Oh my nose! my pretty littel nose ! Judy! Judy! You nasty, nasty brute, I will tell you master of you. Mr. Scaramouch! (calls) My good friend, Mr. Scaramouch! Look what you nasty brute dog has done!