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How I missed the little Maalem, whose tongue would have been a spur to the stumbling beasts! But as wishing would bring nothing, we dismounted and walked by the side of our animals, the kaid alone remaining in the saddle. Six o'clock became seven, and seven became eight, and then I found it sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark.
At this moment Flaps threw his head up in the air and sniffed, and his one eye glared, and he set his teeth and growled. He smelt the gipsy, and the gipsy's black pipe, and every hair stood on end with rage. "The dog's mad!" cried the swineherd, seizing a pitchfork. "There's some one behind that haystack, and the old watch-dog's back is up.
Besides, the other examples touch living people, and with living people I want to have as little to do as possible in these memoirs. The watch-dog's function by no means exhausts the work of the journalist. There remains that strange function which is not yet quite realised or understood in a modern community, the function of publicity.
While walking through the park she took off her hat and decorated it with the wild flowers which grew along the path. In the farm-yard she caught two or three little chickens, calling them canaries a mistake the mother hen sought in the most emphatic manner to correct. The surly old watch-dog's head was patted.
The father had eased the watch-dog's mind as to Modeste and her love affairs; the guard was relieved, and Butscha's innocence established. "It is all for the best, my old Dumay," said the count, who had been making certain inquiries of Mongenod respecting Canalis and La Briere. "We are going to have two actors for one part!" he cried gaily.
"They will within shall we say twenty-four hours, or less?" "How can they? Peppina won't tell them." "You are sure? And when Gaspare goes into Naples to 'fare la spesa'?" "I told Gaspare last night." "That was wisdom. You understand your watch-dog's character." "You grant that Gaspare is not an instance of a worthless object made the recipient of my heroic devotion?"
Well he kept his promise then with a fierce, relentless daring, Fire to rooftrees, death to men, through the Bergen valleys bearing: In the midnight deep and dark came his vengeance darker, deeper At the watch-dog's sudden bark woke in terror every sleeper; Till at length the farmers brown, wasting time no more on tillage, Swore those ruffians of the Crown, fiends of murder, fire and pillage, Should be chased by every path to the dens where they had banded, And no prayers should soften wrath when they caught the bloody-handed Jack, the Regular.
Again he made the little noise with his nose, as he turned away and went out of the room. That night, as she got into bed, Hermione called down on that faithful watch-dog's dark head a blessing, the best that heaven contained for him.
The slightly puzzled expression on Maisie's watch-dog's face betrayed that fact to him at a glance. Maisie laid an arresting hand on his arm. To the maid she said cheerfully, "It's all right, Porter; Lord Taborley is staying." As Porter was making her exit, he commenced again to protest. Maisie silenced his objections by leaning against him warningly.
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