But ver is your hoss ?" "He'll be here in a minute," replied Dick, putting his fingers to his mouth and giving forth a shrill whistle.
The instant Crusoe heard the sound he made a savage and apparently uncalled-for dash at the horse's heels.

This wild act, so contrary to the dog's gentle nature, was a mere piece of acting.

He knew that the horse would not advance without getting a fright, so he gave him one in this way, which sent him off at a gallop.

Crusoe followed close at his heels, so as to bring the line alongside of the nag's body, and thereby prevent its getting entangled; but despite his best efforts the horse got on one side of a tree and he on the other, so he wisely let go his hold of the line, and waited till more open ground enabled him to catch it again.

Then he hung heavily back, gradually checked the horse's speed, and finally trotted him up to his master's side.
"'Tis a cliver cur, good sooth," exclaimed Joe Blunt in surprise.
"Ah, Joe! you haven't seen much of Crusoe yet.