"Seems a pity.
Beautiful mutton.

The brutes had only just pulled it down when Nib was on to 'em.

Leather called me to see.

It was half-hour's walk, and there he was sitting by the sheep, and the two dead dingoes close by." "Didn't he begin worrying it ?" asked Nic.
"Him, sir?
Nibbler worry a sheep?
Not him.

Why, I've seen him lie down and let the lambs play about him.