"Oh, well, that's all right," answered Don. "I am all right now, and I suppose I did wrong to bark at you, and bite. I am sorry."
"Then I'll excuse you," spoke Tum Tum. "But what is your name, and where do you live?"
"My name is Don, and I live on a farm," answered the dog. "We have a comical little pig on our farm named Squinty. Did you ever see him?"
"I think not," answered Tum Tum. "You see I haven't been in this country very long. Did you bring the pig to the circus?"
"Gracious, no!" barked Don. "He had to stay home in the pen. But my master, his boy and I came to see you elephants, and other circus animals. Only I never knew what an elephant was like before."
"Well, now you know," said Tum Tum, "so you won't bark at, or bite, the next one you see."
"Indeed I shall not," said Don. "I have to bark at Squinty, the comical pig, once in a while, when he gets out of the pen, and once I took hold of his ear in my teeth."
"I hope you didn't hurt him," said Tum Tum.
"No, I wouldn't do that for the world," said Don. And those of you who have read about "Squinty, the Comical Pig," know how kind Don was to him.
"So you came to see the circus?" went on Tum Tum to Don, as the dog's master and his boy looked about at the strange sights.