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"He certainly was bright," said the host, politely. "Now, my dog—" "My terrier was terribly jealous," Interrupted the man with the mustache. "Jealousy in an animal Is very pathetic, I think. Bob had always been the whole thing and when the baby came he simply couldn't understand it. He'd try to push her out of our laps and sit and weep and look agonized when we talked to her. Finally, I telephoned a friend that 1 had to dispose of either the baby or the terrier, and he could come over and take his choice. He was dreadfully afraid of hurting our feelings and explained that of course the baby was lots nicer, but that he chose the terrier, as he could lock it up and leave it at home when he wanted to go out anywhere and he couldn't the^aby." "Ha! Ha!" said the host. "Most amusing! Now, my dog—" "Poor little Fldo" broke in the'woman at his left. "It's all I can do to keep from crying when I think of him! I think dogs must have souls, don't you? He was a cocker spaniel and so affectionate. He loved me devotedly and couldn't bear to have me out of his sight, and it always made him furious if we went riding and didn't take him along. Whenever I left him behind he went straight upstairs to a low shoe closet where I kept my shoes, and If the door wasn't locked he'd nose It open. Then he'd carry every one of those shoes and slippers downstairs and put them on the window seat and sit guard over them till he saw me come home. I tell you, nobody could touch those shoes—he'd growl and show his teeth and raise a dreadful row! I thought it so cunning!"
"Very pretty, Indeed," said the host. "It reminds me that my dog—"
"Henry!" interrupted his wife from the foot of the table, "don't you remember Sport? Sport was the bulldog my brother owned and when Henry was coming to see me Sport took the greatest fancy to him. One night when he was calling and another man came Sport sat on the front steps and wouldn't let the other man come up to ring the bell! Wasn't that perfectly killing? The other man declared that Henry had subsidized Sport with soupbones, but he really was quite nice about it, because he sent us a lovely silver dish when we were married."
"Good old dog. Sport," agreed the host. "As I was saying—"
"Fido really must have been part human," said the woman on his left. "He would sulk and pout, yo* know.
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