No dog was ever in a more embarrassing position--freezer to the right of him, freezer to the left of him, freezer on the top of him, freezer under him.
So, thoroughly blinded, he rushed against the fence then against the side of the house, then against a tree.

He barked as though he thought he might explode the nuisance with loud sound, but the sound was confined in so strange a speaking-trumpet that he could not have known his own voice.

His way seemed hedged up.

Fright and anger and remorse and shame whirled him about without mercy.
A feeling of mirthfulness, which sometimes takes me on most inappropriate occasions, seized me, and I sat down on the ground, powerless at the moment when Carlo most needed help.

If I only could have got near enough, I would have put my foot on the freezer, and, taking hold of the dog's tail, dislodged him instantly; but this I was not permitted to do.