Ingles com áudio e Texto boy the wandering dog chapter 02
Channel: English Master Brazil
Date: 2021-04-05

CHAPTER II
I LOSE MY FRIEND
“Here, dog-catcher,” shrilled an impish young voice. “Here’s the kennel
where the strange dog ran in. I saw him. He hadn’t a collar on.”
I scarcely dared breathe. Some Bowery imp had seen me, and reported me
to the police.
“Gringo,” said an unusually resonant man’s voice, “come out. We’re going
to raid your kennel.”
Gringo told me afterward he gave his master a wink. Anyway, when the
deep voice sounded again, it was to a different tune.
“Officer,” it said carelessly, “do you think a strange dog would get by that
face?”
“No I don’t,” said a policeman’s voice. “Run home, young one, and when
you dream again, don’t call me.”
“What are you givin’ me?” asked the imp’s voice, and I knew by the twang
it was a girl imp. “Gringo’s foolin’ you. He’s the soft dog in the heart spot.
See me ram my fist down his throat.”
Gringo told me afterward it was as good as a play to see the cop’s face
when impie ran her thin young arm in between his rat-trap jaws. Of course
he had to bite her gently. There was nothing else to do.
The young one in a rage, smashed him in the face. “There’s one for you,
you old bluffer. You never bit me before. Keep your old dog—I don’t care,
but I’m on to him when he makes his exit.”
Gringo was shaking with laughter, when they all went away. “There’s a
long feather in your cap,” he said.
“A feather I could have done without,” I replied ruefully. “It means I must
skedaddle.”
“Not without your dinner,” he said kindly, and he started to shuffle toward
the back door of the red brick house. “Bark twice, if the angel re-appears,”
he said over his shoulder.
Thank fortune she did not, and soon Gringo returned, carrying his food dish
between his huge jaws. He set the dish in front of the kennel.
“I often feed here,” he said under his breath. “Take what I chuck you. The
angel has her eye at a crack in the fence.”
As he ate, he carelessly tossed into the kennel, toast scraps soaked in nice
chicken gravy, and some delicious steak bones with the tenderest part of the
meat clinging to them. What a good dinner I had! But I was nearly choked
with thirst.
I told him about my parched throat, when he finished his dinner, and came
into the kennel.
“You’ll have to wait,” he said, “till the angel folds her wings. She’s the
cleverest young one on the Bowery. Usually I like her, but to-night I wish
she was in——”
“Yes, yes,” I said, “in bed. Well, she’ll have to go soon.”
“Poor kid. She has no mother,” said the old dog, “and her aunt spoils her.”
That young one stayed at the fence crack for exactly one hour. She was
determined to prove she was right. Before she went away, she called
viciously, “I’ve got to beat it, Gringo, so tell your friend to take a starlight
 

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