The actress came up hastily.
"I beg of you not to give the naughty animal any cake,--there are almonds in it," said the actress, pushing the dog away.
"A pretty dog," replied Mr. Hummel, sitting down.
"If you only knew how clever he was," said the lady; "he knows all kinds of tricks. Show the gentleman what you have learnt, Billy."
She held her parasol out: Billy sprang lightly over it, and bounded into the lap of Mr. Hummel, where he wagged his tail and attempted to lick the friendly gentleman's face.
"He wants to kiss you," said the actress. "You should be proud of that, for he does not do it to everyone."
"It is not every one who would like it," replied Mr. Hummel, stroking the little fellow.
"Do not be troublesome to the gentleman, Billy," said the lady, reprovingly.
Mr. Hummel arose and presented the dog to her, which would not desist from his attempts to kiss and lick the face of the worthy citizen.
"He is a simple-hearted creature," said Mr. Hummel, "and is the same color as my dog Spitehahn."