Johnnie Green felt very sad when he went upstairs.
He felt even worse when morning came. He had hoped that Spot would be in the yard, begging for his breakfast.
Johnnie Green was able to eat only a little of his own breakfast. And as soon as he left the table he went to the barn and harnessed his pony, Twinkleheels, to the little buggy with the red wheels.
Then Johnnie started for the village.
XXIV
HOME AGAIN
Johnnie Green drove his pony, Twinkleheels, back over the road that led to the village. Now and then he stopped at a farmhouse to inquire whether anybody had seen old dog Spot, who had vanished on the way home from the circus the evening before.
Nobody had set eyes on him. And Johnnie Green drove on and on, feeling more and more miserable all the while.
At last, as he turned a sharp bend of the road, he heard a bark. There was no mistaking it. It was Spot's.
There was a joyful meeting then. Johnnie sprang out of the buggy and Spot sprang into his arms. And Johnnie hugged the old fellow tightly, right there in the middle of the road.