The largest ones are, and the little ones can be made into gloves. Anyway, they've got to die before someone finds them. There's been so much in the papers about the Dearlys' dogs. All England’s on the hunt for Dalmatians.

But how could anyone find them here?€ said Jasper Baddun. Why can’t they just stay on, growing bigger and bigger?

It's too risky,€ said Cruella. Someone might hear them yapping and tell the police. My husband's going to ship the skins abroad except the ones I keep for my own coat. I shall have it reversible Persian lamb one side and Dalmatian dog the other and wear the dog inside until people forget about the Dearlys' pups. When that happens, I’ll collect another lot and we’ll start our Dalmatian fur farm again. But this lot must be got rid of quickly.

How?€ said the Badduns, both together.

Any way you like. Poison them, drown them, hit them on the head. Have you any chloroform in the larder?€

Not a drop,€ said Saul Baddun. And no ether, either.€

We can’t afford luxuries, growled Jasper Baddun.

Drown them, then.€

Dogs can swim,€ said Saul Baddun. Anyway, the pond’s less than a foot deep.

Then you must hit them on the head,€ said Cruella.

Saul Baddun had gone pale. What, hit ninety-seven pups on the head?€ he said shakily. We couldn’t do it. Have pity, Mrs. de Vil. We’d be wore out.€

Listen,'€ said Cruella de Vil. I don’t care how you kill the little beasts. Hang them, suffocate them, drop them off the roof good gracious, there are dozens of lovely ways. I only wish I’d time to do the job myself.€

Couldn’t you make time, Mrs. de Vil?€ said Jasper. You’d do it so beautifully it’d be a pleasure to watch you.€

Cruella shook her head. I’ve got to get back to London.€ Then a fiendish look came into her eyes. Here’s an idea for you. Shut them up without food, and then they’ll kill each other.

But they’d make such a horrible noise about it,€ said Saul Baddun. We’d never be able to hear the telly.€

Besides, they’d damage each other’s skins,€ said Cruella. That would ruin their value. You must kill them carefully. Then you can start the skinning.€

But we can’t skin them!'€ wailed Jasper. We don’t know how.€

My husband will show you,€ said Cruella. We’ll both drive down tomorrow night. And we shall count the bodies just remember that, will you? If you’ve let even one pup escape, I’ll turn you out of Hell Hall. Now you’d better get busy. Good night.