You may think it strange the Judge knew Zip's name, but not so in a little village. Generally everyone knows the name of all the dogs and cats and call them by name when they chance to meet them in any unlooked-for place, as now.
"Did you hear them talking of my burglar in town and come to see for yourself where he got in?" asked the Judge.
Zip stopped the Judge's questions by jumping up and down on the window sill, smelling the bundle of clothes, jumping up and down, nosing around the tracks and then running with nose to the ground, barking as he went.
"What in the dickens does the dog mean by such behavior?" said the Judge.
"Looks as if he were following the scent of some person," replied the constable.
"Perhaps he is!" from the Judge.
"See, he is jumping upon the stone wall as if trying to get over it."
"That would appear as if the person whose track he is on had climbed the wall at that point."
Here Zip came back with head up.
"Well, what do you want, Zip?" asked the Judge, for Zip had caught his trouser leg in his teeth and was trying to pull him after him.