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"
All
kinds
.
What
kind
do
you
want
,
lady
?
"
"
I
'd
like
to
get
one
of
those
police
dogs
;
I
do
n't
suppose
you
got
that
kind
?
"
The
man
peered
doubtfully
into
the
basket
,
plunged
in
his
hand
and
drew
one
up
,
wriggling
,
by
the
back
of
the
neck
.
"
That
's
no
police
dog
,
"
said
Tom
.
"
No
,
it
's
not
exactly
a
police
dog
,
"
said
the
man
with
disappointment
in
his
voice
.
"
It
's
more
of
an
Airedale
.
"
He
passed
his
hand
over
the
brown
wash-rag
of
a
back
.
"
Look
at
that
coat
.
Some
coat
.
That
's
a
dog
that
'll
never
bother
you
with
catching
cold
.
"
"
I
think
it
's
cute
,
"
said
Mrs.
Wilson
enthusiastically
.
"
How
much
is
it
?
"
"
That
dog
?
"
He
looked
at
it
admiringly
.
"
That
dog
will
cost
you
ten
dollars
.
"
The
Airedale
--
undoubtedly
there
was
an
Airedale
concerned
in
it
somewhere
,
though
its
feet
were
startlingly
white
--
changed
hands
and
settled
down
into
Mrs.
Wilson
's
lap
,
where
she
fondled
the
weather-proof
coat
with
rapture
.
"
Is
it
a
boy
or
a
girl
?
"
she
asked
delicately
.
"
That
dog
?
That
dog
's
a
boy
.
"
