But his mate was sacred. And he merely protected his
throat and let her nip agonizingly at his ears and paws; until
her brief flurry of wrath should be past.
A shout from the veranda,--whither the racket had drawn the
Master from his study,--put a sudden stop to Lady's brainstorm.
Obedience was the first and foremost rule drilled into the Little
People of the Place. And, from puppy days, the collies were
taught to come,--and to come at a run,--at call from the Mistress
or the Master.
Lady, with no good grace, desisted from her punitive task, and
galloped down the drive to the house. Lad, rising with
difficulty, followed; as fast as a three-legged gait would
permit. And behind them chugged the delivery boy, bawling
explanations.
A sharp word of reproof sent Lady skulking into a corner; anger
forgotten in humiliation at the public rebuke. The Master paid no
heed to her. Running up the drive, he met Lad, and picked up the
suffering collie in his arms. Carrying him into the study, the
Master gave first aid to the serious dislocation; then phoned for
the nearest good vet.
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