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Two men stood at the poster Edda put up earlier that day.
"Hey, Frank," one man said. "Isn't that Tintin's mutt?" His companion, Frank – who was none other than the very same man who started this whole story in the first place – stared at the poster, a cruel smile on his lips.
"Why, yes," he said. "And I think we ought to pay a little visit to this Edda Marino." The first man, Greg, nodded his head in spiteful agreement.
Edda got yet another scolding from her sister when she returned home. Carlotta told her if she was going to keep that dog until his owners come looking for him – if they ever do – that she would have to take responsibility for him. Edda was still young, and hardly cared about taking responsibility, but agreed with her sister, and apologised. After the telling off, Carlotta added,
"But it was a very clever trick, all the same." And Edda knew she was forgiven. Just then, however, there was a knock at the door, and Edda went to answer it. Two gentlemen stood with their hats in their hands.
"Are you Edda Marino?" the taller of the two asked. Edda nodded – there was something about those men…
"May we come in?" the second asked. Edda nodded again, and led them through into the sitting room.
"Please, take a seat," she said. Both men obliged.
"My name is Frank Walters, and this is my associate, Greg Dunham."
"Pleased to make your acquaintances Mr. Walters and Mr. Dunham," Edda said. "How can I help you?"
"We're here about the dog," Dunham explained. "We saw your poster today."
"You lost it?" Edda asked.
"Uh, no, but we do know the person who has," Walters said.
"I'll just go fetch him," Edda offered, and hurriedly left the room, bumping into her sister in the hall.
"I don't like those men," Carlotta said.
"Neither do I, but they say they know the person who lost the dog."
"Well see how he reacts," Carlotta suggested. Edda nodded, and got Snowy from the kitchen. Making sure she didn't look half-panicked, she entered the sitting room once again, carrying the dog.
"Here he is," she said, smiling, placing Snowy down at their feet.
"Hello, boy," Dunham said, rubbing his ears. Snowy growled softly, but none of them heard him.
"Thank you so much for looking after him," Walters said. "Our friend will be most pleased to have him back." He picked up Snowy, and headed for the door.
"Good day," Dunham said.
"Good day…" Edda replied, sounding uncertain, as she watched them leave.
"Did he like them?" Carlotta asked.
"He didn't make a sound, but I'm not entirely sure he liked them."
"Well, he's gone now," Carlotta said.
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