"Yes," I said, "I watched them paddling up the Lake."
"I hate to have him away," said Drunkard gloomily. "Mrs. Devering sometimes forgets to tie me up when daylight comes."
"Can't you keep straight for one night?" I asked.
"No. I can't and there's an end of it. I have the dogging habit."
"I'll tie you up," I said. "I'm pretty good with my teeth if I have a rope."
"No you won't tie me up," he said hastily. "I enjoy a run in the woods. It's lovely to feel the springy moss underfoot and——"
"And you chase deer," I interrupted. "How can you?"
"I never run them down. I give them a gallop, then I switch off and try another lot. It's such fun to see the graceful creatures go bounding through the bush."
"Fun for you," I said, "but what about them?"
"I never dogged the White Phantom," he said.