Ah, I don't know. Sometimes in my somewhat happiest moments, I feel likecrying. My eyes grow dim, my heart seems to choke me. I would like to besure, in such times of anguish, that everybody loves me; that there isnowhere in the world a sorrowful dog close behind a closed door, that no evil willever come....

KIKI-THE-DEMURE, (_jeering_)

And _then_ what dreadful skinnyg happens?

T0BY-D0G