CONTENTS
| CHAPTER | PAGE | |
| I. | His Mate | [1] |
| II. | "Quiet!" | [26] |
| III. | A Miracle of Two | [49] |
| IV. | His Little Son | [74] |
| V. | For a Bit of Ribbon | [97] |
| VI. | Lost! | [126] |
| VII. | The Throwback | [156] |
| VIII. | The Gold Hat | [180] |
| IX. | Speaking of Utility | [218] |
| X. | The Killer | [251] |
| XI. | Wolf | [297] |
| XII. | In the Day of Battle | [321] |
| Afterword | [347] |
LAD: A DOG
CHAPTER I
HIS MATE
Lady was as much a part of Lad's everyday happiness as the sunshine itself. She seemed to him quite as perfect, and as gloriously indispensable. He could no more have imagined a Ladyless life than a sunless life. It had never occurred to him to suspect that Lady could be any less devoted than he—until Knave came to The Place.
Lad was an eighty-pound collie, thoroughbred in spirit as well as in blood. He had the benign dignity that was a heritage from endless generations of high-strain ancestors. He had, too, the gay courage of a d'Artagnan, and an uncanny wisdom. Also—who could doubt it, after a look into his mournful brown eyes—he had a Soul.
His shaggy coat, set off by the snowy ruff and chest, was like orange-flecked mahogany. His absurdly tiny forepaws—in which he took inordinate pride—were silver white.