Marjory was lying under a tree in the wood beyond her uncle's
garden; her head was hidden in the long, soft coat of a black
retriever, and she was crying-sobbing bitterly as if her heart
would break, and as if nothing could ever comfort her again. "O
Silky," she moaned, "if you only knew, you would be so sorry for
me." The faithful dog knew that something very serious was the
matter with his young mistress, but he could only lick her hands
and wag his tail as well as he was able with her weight upon his
body. A fresh burst of grief shook the girl; and Silky, puzzled by
this unusual behaviour on Marjory's part, began to make little low
whines himself. Suddenly the whines were changed to growls, the dog
shook himself free from the girl's clasping arms and stood erect,
staring into the wood beyond.
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