pennyworth of peppermints.


But the sales were enormous, ten
times as large as Tabitha Twitchit's.


As there was always no money,
Ginger and Pickles were obliged to
eat their own goods.

Pickles ate biscuits and Ginger
ate a dried haddock.

They ate them by candle-light
after the shop was closed.


When it came to Jan. 1st there
was still no money, and Pickles
was unable to buy a dog licence.

"It is very unpleasant, I am
afraid of the police," said Pickles.

"It is your own fault for being
a terrier; _I_ do not require a licence,
and neither does Kep, the Collie
dog."