Look at this honey, now!" He sighed gluttonously, leaning slightly over the table while he fed.
"Dogs were barking at something down in the orchard," Wally volunteered, passing over Baumberger's monologue.

"I was going down there, but it was so dark--and I thought maybe it was Gene's ghost.

That was before the moon came up.

Got any more biscuits, mum ?" "My trap wasn't sprung behind the chicken-house," said Donny.

"I looked, first thing." "Dogs," drawled Baumberger, his enunciation muffled by the food in his mouth, "always bark.