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A sort of joyous chuckle escaped from the Colonel's drooping moustache. Madame Roger's smile seemed to make her grow young; and Amedee noticed, in a corner of the dining-room, the pretty maid, who restrained herself no more than the others; and when she showed her teeth, that were like a young puppy's, she was charming indeed.
"'Where for mercy's sake did you find that creature? said Fanny, surveying Marius through her glass. "'Oh, him, eh? Why he is a handsome horse, if in condition a charger your know that's his style. "'Indeed, lisped a young lancer, 'I should be devilish sorry to charge or be charged with him. And here they all chuckled at this puppy's silly joke, and I drew up to repress further liberties.
Morbidly, the Master wished the risk might verge into a certainty. The puppy's ravenous appetite was the wonder of all. He stopped eating only when there was nothing edible in reach. And as his ideas of edible food embraced everything that was chewable, from bath-towels to axle-grease he was seldom fasting and was frequently ill. Nature does more for animals than for humans.
But real friendship eventually grew between them, on Teddy's side a sort of big-brother affectionate tutelage and guardianship, and on Puppy's for, though we tried many, we never found any other satisfactory name for him but "Puppy" a reverent admiration and watchful worshipping imitation.
She looked very much like those famous wantons of history, from Lucrezia Borgia to Nell Gwyn, that you see pictured in the galleries of Europe all very mild and girlish, with moist red mouths, like a puppy's, so that you wonder if they have not been basely defamed through all the centuries.
"The onfeeling wretches," Nancy said, concluding her story, "they had the impudence to put their hands not only in Betsey's pocket, but mine, too. I boxed the puppy's ears, and he had to bear it, although he did draw his knife and threaten to cut me to pieces. I wish that my old man had been there when he made the attempt.
Breaking off some tough vines, he tied his puppy's legs together, and then, with another piece of vine passed around his neck, slung the puppy on his back. This left him with hands and feet free to climb. He was jubilant, and did not wait for me to finish tying my puppy's legs, but started on. There was one difficulty, however. The puppy wouldn't stay slung on Lop-Ear's back.
Hunt-Goring finished his cigarette in dreamy ease before he spoke again. She thought he was half-asleep when unexpectedly he accosted her, referring to the subject in which he had seemed to take but slight interest. "Did you say that puppy's name was Wyndham?" "He isn't a puppy," said Daisy, quick to defend her friend. He smiled his tolerant amusement.
It is to be feared that that friendship, deep and tender as it grew to be on both sides, perhaps particularly on Teddy's, was the indirect cause of Puppy's death. I have referred to Teddy's bark, and how he is not wont to waste it on trivial occasions, or without due thought.
"Hullo!" said the little gentleman, "that's not the way to answer the door: I'm wet, let me in." To do the little gentleman justice, he was wet. His feather hung down between his legs like a beaten puppy's tail, dripping like an umbrella; and from the ends of his moustaches the water was running into his waistcoat pockets, and out again like a mill stream.
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