chortled. "This pup's made off with our suitcase and parked it in here. He's been all afternoon getting it open. Now he's eating the sandwiches. Say, pup, you've got a terrible nerve."
Speedy went down on his knees and edged under the boardwalk. He reached the suitcase and started to take it out from under the dog's nose. Jane let out a cry of warning. Too late. Speedy was now on his feet examining the rifled suitcase, but the dog was not disposed to relinquish his find so easily. The animal came out with a rush and, half playfully, half savagely, leaped upon Speedy. The youth held the suitcase up over his head out of the excited dog's reach. But this only served to goad the animal to greater efforts. He became a ball of fury. His paws lashed out at the sandwiches, His sharp nails tore into Speedy's new suit and tore huge rents in it. Coat and trousers were rapidly being ripped into shreds.
"Hey—he-e-y!" yelled Speedy. "Cut it out!"
"Throw the suitcase away," cried Jane.
Instead Speedy strove manfully to make friends with the dog, patting him and talking to him and still holding the prize in the air. After a time the dog's wild efforts stopped and, tongue wagging and bright, not unfriendly eyes fastened upon the youth, he was still.
"Now that you've decided to behave, you can have the sandwiches," Speedy rewarded him, tossing them upon the sand. But the dog now wanted to play. He stood upon his hind legs in the characteristic begging attitude of trained animals. He ran
