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The third thing-which also happened at the same moment-was the only really beautiful thing that night. Every single Talking Dog in the whole meeting there were fifteen of them came bounding and barking joyously to the King’s side. They were mostly great big dogs with thick shoulders and heavy jaws. Their coming was like the breaking of a great wave on the seabeach：it nearly knocked you down. For though they were Talking Dogs they were just as doggy as they could be：and they all stood up and put their front paws on the shoulders of the humans and licked their faces，all saying at once：“Welcome! Welcome! We’ll help，we’ll help， help，help. Show us how to help，show us how，how. How-how-how ？”

It was so lovely that it made you want to cry. This，at last， was the sort of thing they had been hoping for. And when，a moment later，several little animals mice and moles and a squirrel or so came pattering up，squealing with joy，and saying“See， see. We’re here，”and w