Then--well, then the calling began again! All my sorrows came back.

I said to myself, the master will never forgive.

I did not know what I had done to make him so bitter and so unforgiving, yet I judged it was something a dog could not understand, but which was clear to a man and dreadful.
They called and called--days and nights, it seemed to me.

So long that the hunger and thirst near drove me mad, and I recognized that I was getting very weak.

When you are this way you sleep a great deal, and I did.