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to its source, and aroused the servants to 

 attend to it. As soon as the dog saw that 

 the matter was being remedied, he quietly 

 went back to the mat in the hall and went to 

 sleep again. The dog is a large one, a 

 cross between a retriever and a grey- 

 hound a very beautiful creature, re- 

 sembling a poacher's lurcher. 



The second incident occurred only last 

 week, when Miss Coode was again aroused. 

 This time by a loud crash, as if a picture had 

 fallen. Almost immediately the dog bounded 

 upstairs, threw himself against the door, 

 which happened to .be ajar, burst into the 

 room, panting and eyes glistening, this, at 

 least, Miss Coode saw as soon as she struck 

 a light, for it was between twelve and one 

 o'clock. She went out on to the staircase 

 and downstairs to look at the pictures in the 

 drawing-room. The dog would not follow. 

 The cook, coming down from her room, 

 called him a coward not to go with his 

 mistress, but Sheppard did not move. Miss 

 Coode found all safe below, and returned up- 

 stairs, and the dog went with her to the top 



