run towards me give a whimper of joy, make two or 

 three bounds as if wanting to stretch his muscles and 

 loosen his joints, then shake himself vigorously as 

 though he had just come out of the water, and with 

 a soft suppressed " Woo-woo-woo " full of content- 

 ment, drop silently into his place at my heels and 

 give his whole attention to his work. 



He was the best of companions, and through the 

 years that we hunted together I never tired of watch- 

 ing him. There was always something to learn, 

 something to admire, something to be grateful for, 

 and very often something to laugh at in the way in 

 which we laugh only at those whom we are fond of. 

 It was the struggle between Jock's intense keenness 

 and his sense of duty that most often raised the laugh. 

 He knew that his place was behind me ; but probably 

 he also knew that nine times out of ten he scented 

 or saw the game long before I knew there was anything 

 near, and naturally wanted to be in front or at least 

 abreast of me to show me whatever there was to be 

 seen. 



He noticed, just as surely and as quickly as any 

 human being could, any change in my manner : nothing 

 escaped him, for his eyes and ears were on the move 

 the whole time. It was impossible for me to look for 

 more than a few seconds in any one direction, or to 

 stop or even to turn my head to listen, without being 

 caught by him. His bright brown eyes were ever- 

 lastingly on the watch and on the move : from me 

 to the bush, from the bush back to me. When we 

 were after game, and he could scent or see it, he would 



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