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you trying to do? Cross your claws? I didn't know dogs could do that.'
'We can't,' said Gaspode miserably.
Other dogs slunk out of '
'Do not twy to wun away,' said Butch, ' 'cos having your intestines chewed often offends.'
Angua lowered her head to Gaspode level. The little dog was shaking.
'What have you got me into?' she growled. 'This is the dog Guild, right? A pack of strays?'
'Shsssh! Don't say that! These aren't strays. Oh, blimey.' Gaspode glanced around. 'You don't just get any hound in the Guild. Oh, dear me, no. These are dogs that have been . . .' he lowered his voice, '. . . er . . . bad dogs.'
'Bad dogs?'
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