‘Well, bad luck, furball. That was the last one. Do you think you could reach the bars if you jumped?’ ‘Maybe. Maybe not.’ From somewhere nearby came a hideous barking sound. ‘Let’s go with maybe,’ said Arabella. ‘And quick! That pain-in-the-neck poodle’s got our scent and he’s heading straight for us!’ ‘What?’ yelled Dan. The ground began to shake and their building block tower wobbled alarmingly.
Below,
he
could
hear
the
pounding of the huge dog’s feet. It was getting closer. ‘Hold on!’ called Arabella. ‘I’m coming up!’ ‘Be quick! The dog’s almost …’ There was a string of fearsome metallic
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