I pretended I wasn’t there.
Presently he came upstairs, and I heard him asking, “Where is Muffins?”
“He’s in here, Master Tommy!” called Mary.
He came in the room. I could tell by the sound, though I didn’t lift my head or stir.
“Look in here,” said Mary.
Tommy came over to the trunk and looked into it.
“The little beggar!” he cried. “How did he get in there?”
“He must have jumped in while I was out of the room,” said Mary.
“Did you ever know such a dog!” cried Tommy.
A moment after he took hold of me. “Come out of there, you little beggar,” he said.