Frederick gave his eyes and nose a swipe with his hand, and, looking up at Billy, sobbed, despairingly:
"Yes, but you didn't raise your grandmother from a pup."
Dogs and their Friends.
(The Greeting)
A thousand velvet eyes aglow with thanks,
A thousand tiny paws in welcome waved,
An orchestra of barks and neighs and purrs
Struck up, and maddest gayety betrayed!
Each satin nose will press its owner's hand,