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George Weston Century Magazine — I. Pom-Pom versus Henri (1914)

Enough for the moment. I will lead you to my aunt, for it is even there where I live. Pom-Pom!" she exclaimed. The poodle rose, and I could see, with a notation of pleasure, from the show which he made of his cuffs and the leonine tuft on the end of his tail, that he was a very proud dog at heart. "Henri!" she cried again. The rooster put down his other foot, and I perceived with undiminished joy that he wore a silver bangle round his ankle. Thus accompanied, I made my way, not without distinction, to the house where Jacqueline lived.
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George Weston Century Magazine — I. Pom-Pom versus Henri (1914)

Pom-Pom caught the grape with Gallic ease, casting a patronizing look upon Henri as he did so, and although he pretended, as long as Henri watched him, that the grape was delicious beyond compare, I could n't help but notice that the poodle hastily dropped it on one side the moment the rooster's head was turned.
"Eh, bien," said Jacqueline, taking a full breath, "when Henri saw the poodle catching flies like that, he went off scolding in his throat and flapping his wings." Jacqueline made a querulously guttural sound and flapped her elbows to show me. "You know?" she said.
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George Weston Century Magazine — I. Pom-Pom versus Henri (1914)

Jacqueline enlightened me, "he goes all day and does nothing; but as for Pom-Pom, Pom-Pom has been hunting."
"Hunting?" I cried, looking at Pom's curly black trimmings, which seemed to indicate anything except the rigors of the chase. "Did he catch anything?"
"Yes," whispered Jacqueline, nodding in excitement; "it's in the summer-house now." Again she turned the conversation. "Henri!" she called.
The red rooster, thus addressed, came slowly forward, and he, too, settled himself down to rest again as soon as he reached his mistress's side.
"What makes Henri so tired?"
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