The Enid Blyton Holiday Book - complete online version

41 Illustrated Children's Stories from Enid Blyton

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The dog darted at the dinner and tore the paper off.
is positively dangerous! " cried Crosspatch. " Take him away and give him some breakfast before he takes a bite out of somebody's leg! "
" Oh, do be quiet," said the old man.
" Ha! I like that! " said Crosspatch, and he lost his temper altogether. He caught up the parcel of dinner and threw it at the dog. " I'll teach you to starve your dog! He can have your dinner! That'll make you sit up! "
The dog darted at the dinner, tore the paper off at once with his sharp teeth and, before the old man could stop him, had gulped it all down! The dinner was gone.
" You shouldn't do a thing like that," said the old man.
" Bah! " said Crosspatch, thoroughly enjoying himself. " Ypu're a poor sort of creature anyway, letting me throw your dinner to the dog! I'd have thrown anyone out of the park-gates if they'd done that to me! Go away, dog, I tell you! Go away! What's he coming again for? Go, go, go, you tiresome dog! "
" Well, you've just thrown him a very good dinner," said the old man. " Perhaps he thinks you'll give him another."
The dog sniffed eagerly at Mister Crosspatch, and he hit it. It growled at him and Crosspatch became frightened. " Take your dog away," he said. " Go on, take it away. Take it right out of the park. If you don't, I'll complain to the park-keeper, and then you'll get into trouble."
" Well, complain to him now," said the old man. " Here he comes."
And sure enough, along came the big park-keeper, tall and burly in his uniform. Mister Crosspatch called him.
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