This dog was not a forgetful dog.
Jeremy advanced.

"It's all right," he cried scornfully.

"He wouldn't bite anything." He bent down, took the animal by the scruff of the neck, and proceeded to lead it back to the fire.

The animal went without a moment's hesitation; it would be too much to say that it exchanged a wink with Jeremy, but something certainly passed between them.

Back again on the Turkey rug he became master of the situation.