In fact, he cared for no one except his master, and that was the reason the fur-trader had given him to Frank.

He was as large as two ordinary dogs--very courageous, and so savage that no one cared to trouble him.

He had seen some stirring times during his life, and his body was covered with wounds, some of which were not entirely healed.
Frank was quite as fond of him as he was of Brave, and with good reason, too.

Marmion had received those wounds while fighting for his master, and it was through his interference that Frank had been saved from a long captivity.

It happened before the commencement of our story, and how it came to pass shall be told in the following chapters.
The house in which Frank and Archie lived stood in a grove of stately oak-trees, and, externally, was in perfect keeping with its surroundings.