Two exaggerators‘Oi’m a-comin’, Oi’m a-comin’,’ croaked Fatty, stumbling to the door. ‘Keep that dog off me!’
‘Here, girl—let the dog pounce on the fellow when he comes out,’ ordered Goon. ‘He’ll catch him for us and make things easy. Look out, now—he’s unlocking the door—the sauce of it, locking himself in like that!’
The door opened very suddenly indeed, and the old man inside rushed out. He lunged at Goon and almost bowled him over, big as he was.
‘Buster, go for him, go for him!’ cried Eunice in excitement. ‘Get him—he’s a tramp, he’s no business there. Catch him!’
Buster, mad with excitement at seeing Fatty again, leapt all round him in delight, barking loudly. Eunice and Goon quite imagined that he was attacking the old man, and were surprised that the old fellow didn’t yell for
