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What he would have done or said I do not know, for at that moment the announcement was made which the reader has been expecting that Mrs. Abel would give a recitation. "Now," said Snarley to his neighbour, "we shall have summat like." His whole being sprang to attention.
"Snarley was apparently suffering as much as we were, and when he saw us moving away from the landing-place he ran on ahead. "`He'll find water, if there's any to be found, said Rip; and I had the same hope.
In early life, as I have said, she had been on the stage, and Art had completed the gifts of Nature. Here lay one of the secrets of her power over the soul of Snarley Bob. Her voice was hypnotic with all men, and Snarley yielded to it as to a spell. Another point which has its bearing on this, and also on what has to follow, is that Snarley had a passionate love for the song of the nightingale.
When Rip got tired, he climbed up, as he intended, on the bottom of the boat, and after resting a few seconds, again took to towing, Snarley all the time swimming bravely on. I never saw an animal exhibit so much sagacity. "At length the boat was brought near enough to enable Rip to wade, when I going to his assistance, we dragged her up until she grounded.
It was certainly said that he would never slaughter a sheep with his own hands, not even when death was merciful; on the other hand, he would sternly execute, by shooting, any dog that showed a tendency to bite or worry the flock. There was one doubtful case of this kind which Snarley told Mrs. Abel he had settled by reference to his monitor the verdict being adverse to the dog.
With this "Master" Snarley claimed to be on terms of intimacy which go beyond the utmost reaches of authentic mysticism. Whether the being in question was a figment of the brain or a real inhabitant of time and space, let the reader, once more, decide for himself.
She knew that the two men had something, nay, much, in common; and she believed that the ground of intercourse would be established the instant that Snarley heard the stranger's voice. Nevertheless, the matter was difficult.
Seated on a heap of broken road metal, with a doubled sack between his person and the stones, and with his short pipe stuck out at right angles to his profile, so that he could see what was going on in the bowl, Snarley Bob discoursed, at intervals, as follows: "Yes, sir, there's things about the stars that fair knocks you silly to think on.
As the flock passed on before us the professional reticence of Snarley was broken, and he began to talk of the animals before him, pointing to this and to that. Little by little his remarks began to remind me of something I had read in a book. On returning home, I looked the matter up. The book was a treatise on Mendelism, and, as I read on, the link was strengthened.
Thus interpreted, it was for him the one rule which summed up the essential content of the whole moral law. I am not able to recall any notable act of heroism or self-sacrifice performed by Snarley on behalf of his flock; but perhaps we shall not err in regarding his whole life as such an act.
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