THE HANGING DOG Our English host possessed a spaniel bitch, which, being well-bred gave him much anxiety.

The fear of mesalliances was ever in his mind, and furiously would he drive away the village pariahs when they came slinking round the house, with lolling tongues.

One brown and white dog, larger than the others and with bristling hair, was a particular aversion, the thought of which deprived him of his sleep of nights; and not the thought alone, for that persistent suitor--more like a bear than any dog I ever saw--made a great noise around us in the darkness, whining, howling, and even scrabbling at the stable door.

At length, in desperation, he resolved to kill him.
One night, when all the village was asleep, we lay out on the balcony with guns and waited.

After a while the shadow of a dog slinking among the olive trees was seen.