As big as two elephants ....

'The bigger they are, the harder they fall.'" The road curved, from the Standish estate, in almost a "C" formation, before straightening out, a mile to the north, into the main highway.

Gavin Brice had just reached the end of the "C" when there was a scurrying sound behind him, in a grapefruit grove to his right.

Something light and agile scrambled over the low coral-block wall, and flung itself rapturously on him.
It was Bobby Burns.
The collie had suffered himself to be led indoors by the girl whom he had never seen until that morning, and for whom, thus far, he had formed no affection.

But his wistful, deepset dark eyes had followed Gavin Brice's receding form.