A thin white spaniel had come running up.

She lay down in the grass quite close, and three other dogs who followed, sat and looked at her.

A poor, dirty little thing she was, who seemed as if she had not seen a home for days.

Her tongue lolled out, she panted piteously, and had no collar.

Every now and then she turned her eyes, but though they were so tired and desperate, there was a gleam in them.