The Dwarf Woman 171

yelped and howled with all his might, hoping
that the dwarfs might hear, they were too
far off, and he felt that he was in a very
bad way indeed. So he began to whine
instead.

“Let me go, Wolf, let me go, oh, do/ I
was just coming home as fast as ever I
could. I was, indeed!”

“Was that the way to go home?” growled
the old dog, with his eyes looking like balls
of fire. ‘Never fear! You shall go now,
and a little quicker than you intended.”

“Pig! Cat/ Buty!” snapped the puppy,
for he was in a great rage, and he knew that
Wolf hated to be called Bully, ever since his
master once told him that he was too hard
on the little dogs. But say what he liked,
he had to go; for even after Wolf had in-
sisted upon hearing the whole story, the old
dog knew that he could manage nothing by
himself, and that he would have to try his
best to make his master understand about
the note under the collar. So that all he
could do was to drive Ju-Ju, which he did