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His Dog by Albert Payson Terhune
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much as was the huge dog that had caused their fright.

A wistful whine from Chum interrupted Link's volley of swearing.
The dog had noted his master's angry excitement and was seeking
to offer sympathy or help.

But the reminder of Chum's presence did not check Link's wrath at
the unconscious cause of the stampede. He loosed his hold on the
collar, resolving to take out his rage in an unmerciful beating
should the dog seek to chase the fleeing sheep. That would be at
least an outlet for the impotent wrath which Ferris sought to
wreak on someone or something.

"Go get 'em then, if you're so set on it!" he howled at the
collie, waving a windmill arm at the fugitives. "Only I'll whale
your measly head off if you do!"

The invitation and the gesture that went with it seemed to rouse
some long-dormant memory in the collie's soul. Like a flash he
was off in flying pursuit of the sheep. Ferris, in the crazy rage
which possessed him, hoped Chum might bite at least one of the
senseless creatures that were causing him such a waste of
precious time and of grudged effort.

Wherefore he did not call back the fastrunning collie. It would
be time enough to whale the daylight out of him--yes, and to
rescue his possible victims from death--when the dog should have
overhauled the woolly pests. So, in dour fury, Link watched the
pursuit and the flight.

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