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Mother was quite right in saying that Tippy knew he had been a naughty little dog. When he rolled his eye up at the porch and saw Mother with the broom in her hand, Tippy knew that it was time for him to drop Tilly Maud and to keep out of sight for a while.
So with a jump, and a whirl, and a push through the hedge Tippy dashed across Aunt Bee's garden, round the corner, and up the narrow, crooked street.