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It takes more than mere telephones to wake McCarthy up like that." He found the boss in the hall, his finger against the "down" button. "That's three cars has passed me," he snarled, trying to peer through the ground glass that, in the Atlas Building, surrounded the shaft. "I'll tan somebody's hide. Down!" he bellowed at a shadow on the glass. "Have a cigarette," proffered Percy Darrow.
Percival beckoned to him. "I say, can't you get me a roll and a cup of coffee!" "Bento?" asked the boy, expectantly. "Coffee!" shouted Percival. "Rather strong, you know, and hot." "Tan San? Rhomenade?" asked the boy. "Coffee. Café. What a silly fool!" Percival muttered. About this time several windows in the car went up, and many voices took up the cry of "Bento."
This is what I suppose you call urging like Sam Scratch." The tan had bleached out of Daylight's skin since the time he came to live under city roofs, so that the flush of blood showed readily as it crept up his neck past the collar and overspread his face. Nor in his exceeding discomfort did he dream that she was looking upon him at that moment with more kindness than at any time that day.
The terrier in existence then was the Black and Tan wire-hair, a hardy game terrier, a great workman on land or in water. Whether by design or accident is not known, but the fact remains that in or about the year mentioned a cross took place between these same hounds and terriers.
By the provost's wall came jauntily Blazes Boylan, stepping in tan shoes and socks with skyblue clocks to the refrain of My girl's a Yorkshire girl. Blazes Boylan presented to the leaders' skyblue frontlets and high action a skyblue tie, a widebrimmed straw hat at a rakish angle and a suit of indigo serge.
"Oh, they are all coming down," Nan assured him. "Aunt Sarah, too, is coming." "All right, then," agreed Uncle Daniel. "I'll wait awhile. Well, Harry, you look like an Indian. Can you see through that coat of tan?" Harry laughed and said he had been an Indian in having a good time. Presently somebody jumped up on Uncle Daniel's back.
In one he had placed the package of brown paper, cut to banknote size and held by rubber bands, and in a certain position on the outside of the satchel he had scratched a triangular identification mark with his pocket-knife; the other tan satchel he had delivered to the Alderson Construction Company's office.
The head was small and pointed, with big eyes, a long tongue, clubbed antennae, and a blood-red nose. The thorax above was covered with long, silky, olive-green hair; the top of the abdomen had half an inch band of warm tan colour, then a quarter of an inch band of velvety red wine, then a band nearer the olive of the shoulders.
But I was going to say," he said, rousing himself, "that in case the years and the tan and the hair could be taken off, and this trapper coat changed into one of finer cut and material, and the name reversed, that Browne Edwards, the trapper, would be nearer of kin than a twin brother to Edward Brown, the broken-hearted student."
If he felt tempted to join his fellow dogs, there was no indication of it, and at night when we reached our camp we found our faithful follower at his accustomed post, stanch, firm and true to his colors, which were black and tan. But alas, there comes a time when the best of friends must part. And the dark day came when I saw Little Wanderobo Dog for the last time. It was at Escarpment.
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