"Go back now and lead the way." "If that man had really been wounded, and had crawled under that thicket," said Colonel Wayne, "we never could have found him alone.

Only the sense of smell could lead to such a hiding-place.

The ambulance might have passed there a hundred times and never seen a trace of him." The hunt went on for some time; before it closed, every man personating a killed or wounded soldier was located and carried to the hospital tent.
When the tired dog was finally allowed to rest, he dropped down at the orderly's feet, panting.
"That, was certainly fine work," said the Colonel, stooping to pat Hero's sides.

"I suppose nothing could induce you to give him up to the army ?" he asked, turning to Lloyd.
"Oh, no, no, no!" cried Lloyd, as if alarmed at the suggestion, and pressing Hero's head protectingly against her shoulder.

If she had been proud of him before, she was doubly proud of him now.