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Quiller-Couch, Mabel, 1866-1924

"Dick and Brownie"

Now at last,
though, they had come to moorland again, with only a big boulder here
and there for shelter, and when Huldah suddenly fell down, exhausted,
Dick, in his fright at seeing her lying on the ground motionless,
forgot all about hiding away. Everything but concern for his little
mistress went out of his head. Huldah, lying flat on the ground with
her head resting on her outstretched arm, her face turned away from
the pitiless sun, saw nothing. She did not want to see anything; the
desolateness of the great bare stretch of land frightened her.
She felt terribly frightened, and terribly lonely. Should she die
here, she wondered, alone! At the prospect a sob broke from her.
To poor Dick, who had crept up so close that he stood beside her,
this was too much. At the sound of her distress he was so overcome,
he could no longer keep his feelings under restraint. A bark broke
from him, eager, coaxing, half frightened; then, repentant and
ashamed, he thrust his hot nose into Huldah's hand, and licked it
apologetically.
Weary, dead-beat as she was, Huldah sprang up into a sitting
position. "Dick!" she cried, "oh, Dick! How did you come here?
Oh, I am so glad, so glad!" and flinging her arms round his long
yellow neck she burst into happy tears. Dick was delighted.


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