"'I see the moon
The moon sees me,
God bless the moon,
God bless thee!'"
CHAPTER XVII A MYSTERIOUS LAMB
Of course Guardie and I made up our little difference. Before he took his pigs back on Deer Trail the next morning he came bounding toward me and apologised handsomely.
"I've thought the matter over," he said. "Selfishness doesn't pay in dog or man—I'll keep an ear open at night, and Girlie will, too, and we'll be on the lookout for strange scents. Of course we dogs don't depend much on our eyes."
"I was disagreeable, too," I said frankly. "Ponies have nerves, and I was tired."