He had only his shirt and knickerbockers and his braces on.

He came down as he was--as indeed we all did.

And no wonder, for in the paddock, where the circus was to be, a blood-thrilling thing had transpired.

The dogs were chasing the sheep.

And we had now lived long enough in the country to know the fell nature of our dogs' improper conduct.
We all rushed into the paddock, calling to Pincher, and Martha, and Lady.