When I -- fortunately -- turned out to be a girl my mother insisted that I should be called Angelina . They gave me both names and called me Angelina , but as soon as I grew old enough I decided to be called Peter . It was bad enough , but not so bad as Angelina . '' `` I should say it was more appropriate , '' said Alexander Abraham , intending , as I perceived , to be disagreeable . `` Precisely , '' I agreed calmly . `` My last name is MacPherson , and I live in Avonlea . As you are NOT curious , that will be all the information you will need about me . '' `` Oh ! '' Alexander Abraham looked as if a light had broken in on him . `` I 've heard of you . You -- ah -- pretend to dislike men . '' Pretend ! Goodness only knows what would have happened to Alexander Abraham just then if a diversion had not taken place . But the door opened and a dog came in -- THE dog . I suppose he had got tired waiting under the cherry tree for William Adolphus and me to come down . He was even uglier indoors than out . `` Oh , Mr. Riley , Mr. Riley , see what you have let me in for , '' said Alexander Abraham reproachfully . But Mr. Riley -- since that was the brute 's name -- paid no attention to Alexander Abraham . He had caught sight of William Adolphus curled up on the cushion , and he started across the room to investigate him . William Adolphus sat up and began to take notice .
`` Call off that dog , '' I said warningly to Alexander XXXXX .
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