“You have? From whom?” Don wanted to know.
“From your friends in the circus; Dido, the dancing bear, and Tum Tum, the jolly elephant.”
“Well, I never!” barked Don. “So you know them, do you?”
“Yes, I have met them, though I can’t say I know them very well. They told me about you.”
“They did, eh? Well, well! Fancy now, you meeting Dido, the dancing bear. He’s a great chap, isn’t he? and such a fine dancer!”
“Oh, I didn’t see him dance,” answered Blackie. “I only ran in his cage to get away from some bad boys. Dido was very kind to me.”
“Humph! I suppose you mean I wasn’t kind,” said Don.
“Oh, I didn’t say that,” went on Blackie quickly.
“Well, I guess I was a bit cross and quick,” admitted Don. “But I didn’t mean anything. Every one says my bark is worse than my bite. I didn’t intend to bite you anyhow. I was just going to chase you away. They don’t like cats at our house.”