“Then you know the way there, Peterkins?” asked Raggedy Ann.
“Yes, I can find it easily,” Peterkins said.
“Then show us the way!” Raggedy Ann cried, “for we must try to rescue Fido.”
So Peterkins led the way up alleys and across streets, the dolls all pattering along behind him. It was a strange procession. Once a strange dog ran out at them, but Peterkins told him to mind his own business and the strange dog returned to his own yard.
At last they came to the dog catcher’s place. Some of the dogs in the pen were barking at the moon and others were whining and crying.
There was Fido, all covered with mud, and his pretty red ribbon dragging on the ground. My, but he was glad to see the dolls and Peterkins! All the dogs came to the side of
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