Swiftly the experience of the preceding hours rushed upon him, and it was in the first of this wakefulness that he felt the presence of Peter.
He sat up and stared wide-eyed at the dog.

The fact that Peter had escaped from the cabin, and had followed him, was not altogether amazing.

It was quite the natural thing for a one-man dog to do.

But the unexpectedness of it held McKay speechless, and at first a little disappointed.

It was as if Peter had deliberately betrayed a trust.
During the storm and flight of the night McKay had thought of him as the one connecting link remaining between him and the girl he loved.