Boy. Does his tail tell me so?
Mother. Yes; it says, I love you; I love you; pray love me.
Boy. When we go out, he wags his tail: what does his tail say then?
Mother. It says, Pray let me go; I wish to go with you.
Boy. I love to have him go with me.
Mother. Here is a cake for you.
Boy. Nice cake! See the dog! how he wags his tail now! Why do you wag your tail? Why do you look so? Why does he wag his tail so much?
Mother. To beg for some cake. His tail says, I love you; you have a cake, and I have none: will you not be good to me? Will you not give some of your cake to your poor dog?
Boy. Poor dog! do you want some cake? take a bit. Here! I hold it to him, but he does not take a bit.—Take some; O, he has got it all! he was not to take all. Fie, Wag! to take all! Now I have none left. You are rude, Wag.
Mother. He did stay some time.—Here, I will give you a plum-cake.