"I shall be most grateful if you will, but I warn you that he may bite you!"
"And then you'll have to bandage me! Eh, is it a bargain?"
"I will guarantee to hold his mouth quite firmly, and you can please take my handkerchief."
"No, no; mine is the best," said the impromptu surgeon, and in five minutes the business was successfully accomplished.
"I think he has sense to know that I mean well," said Captain Haig, "and now I propose to carry him home; it is not more than a mile."
"But he is so heavy!" objected the young lady. "If you were to go back and send a carriage to fetch us—how would that do?"
Naturally this arrangement did not appeal to her companion, and he replied with deliberate untruth:
"The patient is a mere feather! You lay him in my arms and I'll do nurse as if to the manner born."
Having effected this amicable arrangement without any contretemps, the pair set off, the young man carrying the dog, who proved to be a dead weight and exceedingly irritable and sorry for himself.
"Where did Madame get him?" asked his bearer abruptly.