However, I soon forgot the particulars of his insulting address, retaining only the impression that I had suffered, and that willingly, in the bleeding cause of freedom.
It was a great relief to me that, just at that moment, a very fine dog approached me and fawned upon me, then ran ahead, and seemed afraid that I should send him back.

After a while I tried to drive him away, but he insisted on following me, and I have no doubt that I might have secured him, had I wished to do so.

I was not a little inclined, at one time, to take him home with me, and to keep him as a companion in my walks.

But he had a collar with his own name, Bruno, upon it, and the name of his owner.

The question of right occurred to me.