“Wuff! I know cats.”
“I think she has gone out to see Old Cat in the Barn,” Little Dog continued. “Perhaps she may live out there and never come back.”
“She’ll come back,” said Great Old Dog. “She will miss you just as much as you miss her. Make it up, I tell you! Quarrelling is the silliest thing there is,” and he went to sleep again.
“Oh, dear!” said Little Dog. “I do miss Little Cat dreadfully, and the door is shut. Oh, oh dear!”
Little Girl was sitting at the desk, doing things with gold and silver paper. Little Dog went up to her and asked very prettily to be let out; but Little Girl was not so clever as usual.
“What is the matter, Little Dog?” she asked. “Do you want a valentine?”
“Please let me out!” said Little Dog; but she thought he said “Yap!”
“Listen, Little Dog!” she said. “Will this do?” She took up a frilled sheet with gold hearts on it and read:
“‘If your heart is true as mine,