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Home they went and poured out their tale , to Mrs. Moss 's great amusement ; for she saw in it only some playmate 's prank , and was not much impressed by the mysterious sneeze and laugh . `` We 'll have a grand rummage Monday , and find out what is going on over there , '' was all she said . But Mrs. Moss could not keep her promise , for on Monday it still rained , and the little girls paddled off to school like a pair of young ducks , enjoying every puddle they came to , since India-rubber boots made wading a delicious possibility . They took their dinner , and at noon regaled a crowd of comrades with an account of the mysterious dog , who appeared to be haunting the neighborhood , as several of the other children had seen him examining their back yards with interest . He had begged of them , but to none had he exhibited his accomplishments except Bab and Betty ; and they were therefore much set up , and called him `` our dog '' with an air . The cake transaction remained a riddle , for Sally Folsom solemnly declared that she was playing tag in Mamie Snow 's barn at that identical time . No one had been near the old house but the two children , and no one could throw any light upon that singular affair .