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chained to the sidewalk ' could be ours. He 

 shortly returned, leading by the extreme end of 

 his chain a very crestfallen Bruno ; tired, hungry, 

 thirsty, his throat raw with ineffectual yelpings. 



Delighted and relieved as I was to see him, 

 I still had room for a smothered laugh at his 

 and Uncle Edwards's attitude to each other as 

 they approached. Uncle regarded Bruno out 

 of the tail of his eye, as if he were some infernal 

 machine, liable at any moment to do things 

 unheard of ; while Bruno, perfectly aware of 

 his distrust, threw tired, meekly humorous 

 glances out of the tail of his eye. It was 

 comical. 



His chain had caught in a cleft board of the 

 sidewalk, and he had been held there, struggling 

 and yelping, part of the night and all day ! All 

 who had happened to see him thought he had 

 been fastened there for some purpose or other. 



This was a pretty severe lesson for Bruno, 

 and it kept him at home for several nights. At 

 last temptation again overcame him, and at bed- 

 time one night he was missing. When he 

 returned at dawn, his side was peppered with 

 small bloody wounds. He had been shot ! 



" That settles it," said Julius ; " he has been 

 chasing sheep ! ' 



