I had followed her, and stood touching her gown softly with my muzzle. She stooped down and patted me, and from that day to this mistress and I have been good friends.
When I told Walter Scott about this the next day, he said: “It isn’t safe to judge any human being, or any animal till they have lived their lives out. You used to be too hard on your mistress.”
CHAPTER XV
POOR AMARILLA
Mrs. Waverlee had no relapse, and she went to recuperate in the lovely hospital where my mistress had been.
Master was questioned very much about her case by his men friends, who said it was one of the most extraordinary they had ever heard of.
Oh! the petting I got. I had really done nothing, but follow out my dog instinct, but these human beings seemed to think that there never had been, and never would be such another dog.
Mrs. Waverlee was a rich woman, and many persons said, “She will be sure to give the dog a jewelled collar when she gets well.”
Master and I were very uneasy about this, and he said one day, “If she does, I shall not allow Boy to wear it. Sometimes, jewelled collars have cost dogs their lives.”