Edward Hopper Queensborough Bridge

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Great, great,’ said Dibbler, following him out. ‘Knew we could sort it out. Don’t waste it, boy, don’t waste it. They cost a dollar a box. Oh, I see you brought your little doggie.’
‘Woof,’ said Gaspode, irritably.
The other dog gave a short sharp bark and sat up with obedient alertness radiating from every hair.
‘Ah,’ said Dibbler, ‘and I see we’ve got our wonder dog.’
Gaspode’s ‘Oh, I expect you think he is,’ said Dibbler. ‘But you’ve just got to look at the two of them. On the one hand there’s this bright, alert, handsome animal, and on the other there’s this dust ball with a hangover. I mean, no contest, am I right?’
The wonder dog gave a brisk yap.
‘What dis place? Good boy Laddie!’ apology for a tail twitched once or twice. Then the truth dawned. He glared at the larger dog, opened his mouth to speak, caught himself just in time, and managed to turn it into a ‘Bark?’ ‘I got the idea the other night, when I saw your dog,’ said Dibbler. ‘I thought, people like animals. Me, I like dogs. Good image, the dog. Saving lives, Man’s best friend, that kind of stuff.’ Victor looked at Gaspode’s furious expression. ‘Gaspode’s quite bright,’ he said.