But it was evident she doubted their authority to speak for
me, for Henry presently came running towards me.
"She won't come, sir. Keeps moving slowly back in the direction of the
fort. She looks so sorry and so tired. Only think how badly she feels,
and it is a long distance to Whipple! Can't she stay with us until
morning?"
"Then she will not come with you?"
"No. She is your dog, and knows it. She never disobeys you."
"But she followed me here; that looks very much like disobedience."
"But you did not tell her not to come."
"I believe you are right. I forgot to tell her to stay."
"And she did not hear you tell the corporal to tie her, sir. You told
him in your room, and she was outside."
"Then you think she is not to blame for following us?"
"Of course not. She's a military dog, and always obeys orders."
"But how guilty she looked."
"It was not guilt made her look so, sir; it was disappointment."
"Yes, I think you are right, Henry. I'll let her go with us. Let us
try an experiment, and see if she understands ordinary conversation.
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