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There
was
someone
else
who
wanted
to
come
.
As
the
children
were
starting
to
cross
the
street
,
a
little
white
poodle
came
running
up
to
Eric
.
He
sniffed
at
his
leg
and
yapped
in
a
friendly
fashion
.
"
What
a
dear
little
dog
!
"
said
Eric
,
blissfully
happy
.
"
Look
,
he
's
probably
afraid
of
the
traffic
and
wants
to
cross
over
with
us
.
"
Eric
would
have
been
delighted
to
help
him
across
any
number
of
streets
.
Perhaps
the
puppy
knew
this
,
because
it
walked
between
the
crossing
lines
,
pressed
close
to
Eric
's
leg
.
"
Is
n't
he
sweet
!
"
said
Bridget
.
"
Come
along
,
little
dog
!
"
"
No
,
he
wants
to
come
with
me
,
"
said
Eric
,
taking
a
firm
hold
of
the
puppy
.
"
He
likes
me
.
"
"
He
likes
me
as
well
,
so
pooh
to
you
,
"
said
Bridget
.
The
little
puppy
looked
as
if
he
would
like
everybody
in
the
whole
world
,
if
only
they
liked
him
.
And
Eric
liked
him
;
oh
,
how
he
liked
him
!
He
stooped
and
stroked
the
puppy
and
made
a
lot
of
tender
little
sounds
which
were
all
meant
to
say
that
this
puppy
was
the
nicest
dog
ever
.
The
puppy
wagged
his
tail
and
looked
as
if
he
thought
the
same
of
Eric
.
He
yapped
and
leaped
about
happily
when
the
children
turned
into
their
own
street
.
Eric
was
seized
with
a
wild
hope
.
"
Perhaps
he
has
n't
got
anywhere
to
live
!
"
he
said
.
"
Perhaps
he
does
n't
belong
to
anyone
!
"
