"I'm not at all tired." "Aren't you?
Then don't let that big black dog there chase the little one." He pointed with his finger and from behind the old yew arbour came the shrill clamour of a little dog in agony.

It brought Barbara flying out of the house.

Liosha followed leisurely.

The yelping ceased.

Mr.Ras Fendihook went to meet his hostess.