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"
I
said
I
was
glad
you
enjoyed
it
.
"
"
Thankee
,
my
boy
.
I
do
.
"
I
had
often
watched
a
large
dog
of
ours
eating
his
food
;
and
I
now
noticed
a
decided
similarity
between
the
dog
’
s
way
of
eating
,
and
the
man
’
s
.
The
man
took
strong
sharp
sudden
bites
,
just
like
the
dog
.
He
swallowed
,
or
rather
snapped
up
,
every
mouthful
,
too
soon
and
too
fast
;
and
he
looked
sideways
here
and
there
while
he
ate
,
as
if
he
thought
there
was
danger
in
every
direction
of
somebody
’
s
coming
to
take
the
pie
away
.
He
was
altogether
too
unsettled
in
his
mind
over
it
,
to
appreciate
it
comfortably
I
thought
,
or
to
have
anybody
to
dine
with
him
,
without
making
a
chop
with
his
jaws
at
the
visitor
.
In
all
of
which
particulars
he
was
very
like
the
dog
.
"
I
am
afraid
you
won
’
t
leave
any
of
it
for
him
,
"
said
I
,
timidly
;
after
a
silence
during
which
I
had
hesitated
as
to
the
politeness
of
making
the
remark
.
"
There
’
s
no
more
to
be
got
where
that
came
from
.
"
It
was
the
certainty
of
this
fact
that
impelled
me
to
offer
the
hint
.
"
Leave
any
for
him
?
Who
’
s
him
?
"
said
my
friend
,
stopping
in
his
crunching
of
pie
-
crust
.
"
The
young
man
.
That
you
spoke
of
.
That
was
hid
with
you
.
"
"
Oh
ah
!
"
he
returned
,
with
something
like
a
gruff
laugh
.
"
Him
?
Yes
,
yes
!
He
don
’
t
want
no
wittles
.
"
"
I
thought
he
looked
as
if
he
did
,
"
said
I
.
The
man
stopped
eating
,
and
regarded
me
with
the
keenest
scrutiny
and
the
greatest
surprise
.
