“No, she was one of some trick dogs I once owned,” said Mr. Stern, rather sadly. “I earned my living by exhibiting my trick dogs. Tanza was the best, but she died, and so did all the others. Then I had no way of making a living and I got hurt and became ill. I thought if I could find Mr. Denton he might give me a place in his show. But I can’t locate him, and I don’t know what I’m going to do.”