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Rh His name was whatever you wanted to call him and he wouldn’t answer anyway, because he only followed under the carriage and trusted to others to guide him. He is dead now, which is all for the best because there is nothing to run under but those family flivvers and you don’t want carriage dogs getting mixed up with differentials and there’s so many hills that a carriage dog would wear himself out changing gears.

Well, good-by, and don’t forget to write.