After I had had lunch at a village pub, I looked for my bag. I had left it on a chair beside the door and now it wasn't there! As I was looking for it, the landlord came in.

"Yes, thank you." I answered, "but I can't pay the bill. I haven't got my bag."

# Read and answer this question: What had happened to the writer's bag?

"Did you have a good meal?" he asked.

The landlord smiled and immediately went out. In a few minutes he returned with my bag and gave it back to me.

"I'm very sorry." he said. "My dog had taken it into the garden. He often does this!"