And Trouble set in;--grim and sinister trouble.
Breakfast was over. The Mistress and the Master were taking their
wonted morning stroll through the grounds. Lad cantered along,
ahead of them. The light bullet-scratch on his foreleg did not
lame or annoy him. He inspected everything of canine interest;
sniffing expert inquiry at holes which might prove to be rabbit
warrens; glaring in truculent threat up some tree which might or
might not harbor an impudent squirrel; affecting to see objects
of mysterious import in bush clumps; crouching in dramatic threat
at a fat stag-beetle which scuttled across his path.
There are an immense number of worth-while details for a very
young collie, in even the most casual morning walk; especially if
his Mistress and his Master chance to be under his escort. And
Laddie neglected none of these things. If a troop of bears or a
band of Indians or a man-eating elephant were lurking anywhere in
the shrubbery or behind tree-trunks, Lad was not going to fail in
discovering and routing out such possible dangers to the peace of
mind of his two adored deities.
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