This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916 edition. Excerpt: ... Sitting up. Oh, he's loose She flies to the Organ-grinder. The Organ-grinder Let him come. The Policeman I'll stand by you. He suits the action to the word. Gwendolyn All right, then, I'll see the Bear Thomas Come Bear Come, Bear Slaps a knee as if calling Rover. 'Ere 'Ere 'Ere Jane Now, you'll find out, Miss Thomas Taking a footman's attitude and announcing. Mr. Bear The Bear Emerging. Rar-rar-rar-rar He is a large replica of Puffy. Thomas No No Starts at him. We don't want you You're not the one. Gives him a smart shove tacit. The Bear Resentfully. Now, you stop, Thomas. You stop He waddles toward Gwendolyn, smoothing his shaggy coat. I won't be treated like that I simply won't Gwendolyn Stepping forward. Why--why-- The Bear Halts and bows, with one paw over his heart., Ah The Poor Little Rich Girl, I see Gwendolyn Why, it's Puffy She runs to him. They embrace. She kisses him fondly. To the OrganGkindeb. It's only my Puffy jane dances to Thomas, and they confer. Holding the Beak at arm's length. Oh, you dear Puffy How are you? The Bear Oh, pretty shabby, thank you. Gwendolyn / think you look splendid The Bear Moodily. Oh, well, that's because you look on the bright side of things. Bears never do. Rar-rar-rar Gwendolyn Pointing to a ragged spot over his heart. Excuse me, but aren't you losing your pocket-handkerchief? The Bear Shaking his head. No; that's my stuffing coming out. Gwendolyn Ohl The Policeman and the Organ-Grinder show great concern. The Bear I lost some cotton batting once before. Whispering., It was when you were teething. Gwendolyn Oh, I was so little The Bear I know you didn't mean it. But really--I--can't--spare--any--more. He staggers to the mossy rock and sinks upon it. Gwendolyn Cheerily, as she...