The chauffeur had brought the car to a sudden stop to avoid hitting the dog. At the sound of Jerry's voice the little animal made a joyous leap into the car.
"He came on ahead—through the Divide! Oh—the darling," and Jerry hugged her pet proudly.
John Westley looked at Penelope Allan and she looked at him and the chauffeur looked at them both—all with the same question. In Jerry's mind, however, there was no doubt.
"He'll have to go with us, Mr. John, because I know he'd just die of a broken heart if I—took him back!"
Then, startled by John Westley's hesitation, she added convincingly, "He's awfully good and never bothers anyone and keeps as still as can be when I tell him to and I'll—I'll——"
No one could have resisted the appeal in her voice.
"Very well, Jerry—Pepperpot shall go, too."