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He felt tired and hungry too, so without stopping on the way he ran back home.
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He did these tricks over and over again, but everyone shook their heads and said, “Oh no, it couldn’t be Harry.”
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Harry gave up and walked slowly toward the gate, but suddenly he stopped.
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He ran to a corner of the garden and started to dig furiously. Soon he jumped away from the hole barking short, happy barks.
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He’d found the scrubbing brush! And carrying it in his mouth, he ran into the house.
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Up the stairs he dashed, with the family following close behind.
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He jumped into the bathtub and sat up begging, with the scrubbing brush in his mouth, a trick he certainly had never done before.
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“This little doggy wants a bath!” cried the little girl, and her father said, “Why don’t you and your brother give him one?”
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Harry’s bath was the soapiest one he’d ever had. It worked like magic. As soon as the children started to scrub, they began shouting, "Mummy! Daddy! Look, look! Come quick!"
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"It’s Harry! It’s... It’s Harry!" they cried. Harry wagged his tail and was very, very happy. His family combed and brushed him lovingly, and he became once again a white dog with black spots.
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