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meantime, I struck such terror into the 

 heart of the lamb that it fled across the 

 yard to place itself under the protection of 

 the dog, and stood close by his side, whilst 

 he barked and danced with fury. As I drew 

 a little nearer, the lamb backed right into the 

 kennel, and when, after I had made a circuit 

 in order to watch the further movements of 

 this strange pair of friends from behind a 

 tree, I saw their two faces cautiously looking 

 out together, cheek-by-jowl, whilst the dog's 

 anger was being reduced to subsiding splut- 

 ters of resentment. He was not a collie, but 

 a very large sort of poodle. 



C S. 



