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he gave forth audibly a breath of satisfaction and relief. Both boys felt that the financialside of their great affair had been conscientiously looked to, that the question of thereward was settled, and that everything was proceeding in a businesslike manner.Therefore, they were able to turn their attention to another matter.This was the question of Whitey's next meal. After their exploits of the morning, and theconsequent imperilment of Penrod, they decided that nothing more was to be done inapples, vegetables, or bread; it was evident that Whitey must be fed from the bosom ofnature."We couldn't pull enough o' that frostbit ole grass in the yard to feed him," Penrod saidgloomily. "We could work a week and not get enough to make him swaller more'n abouttwice. All we got this morning, he blew most of it away. He'd try to scoop it in toward histeeth with his lip, and then he'd haf to kind of blow out his breath, and after that all thegrass that'd be left was just some wet pieces stickin' to the outsides of his face. Well, andyou know how he acted about that maple branch. We can't trust him with branches."Sam jumped up."I know!" he cried. "There's lots of leaves left on the branches. We can give them tohim."