Famous Five · 8 Happy Christmas, Five
CHAPTER FOUR All four were awakened by a terrific bout of barking from Timmy! He stood at the bedroom door, scraping at it, trying to open it, barking at the top of his voice! George leapt out of bed in alarm. 'What is it, Timmy? What is it? Stop barking- Dad'll hear you and know you're in the house and not in your kennel. Oh DO shut up, Timmy!'
But by this time everyone was wide awake, and soon the whole household was out on the landing, alarmed. George's father was very angry when he saw that Timmy was in the house after all. Why isn't he in his kennel? What's the matter with him? How DARE you disobey me, George?' 'Take him out to his kennel at once, George,' said her mother, very cross too. 'He's over-excited tonight- it was all that fun and games you had. Take him out at once.' 'But, Mum- he doesn't usually bark. Perhaps there was a burglar in the house, said poor George.
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'Nonsense!' said her father, angrily. 'No burglar would come on Christmas Eve. Take the dog out to his kennel- and don't let me hear another sound tonight!'
'Go on, George, now, said her mother. 'Do as you're told and don't spoil Christmas.'
Timmy was very sad to be put into his kennel again. He whined dismally, and George almost made up her mind to stay outside with him. But his kennel wasn't big enough to take both of them, so she gave him a hug and went indoors with Anne, scowling in the darkness.
