"Your dog," she said with a toss of her head that set the earrings dancing. "I like your impudence. Haven't seen or heard of your dog."
"But you had him and took him away; a boy told me so!"
"Haven't seen him, I tell you."
"Now, you young rascal, be off at once, or I'll give you in charge!" said the man threateningly. "Coming here with such cock-and-bull tales."
"What's it all about?" said a tall policeman, stepping forward.
"Why, this young varmint has lost his dog and comes here after it, as cheeky as can be. We ain't got no dog except the happy family one in here as we've had for years, and that's a white one, as you can see for yourself."
"Was yours white?" said the officer to Dick.
"No, sir, black and tan. A boy told me he saw that girl pick him up and run off."
"Best go and find the boy," said the policeman not unkindly, "then we'll see."
"I'll make it hot for you, if you show your impudent face here again!" shouted the man, who was red with passion. He grew redder still as the officer asked quickly, "How did you know this dog was not white?"