They were taught to spring at the bridles of escaping horses.
"I was doubtful if Hero remembered those early lessons," said the Major, "but I called out to him sharply, for the love of heaven to stop it if he could, and that instant he was at the horse's head, hanging on with all his might.

Bravo, old fellow!" he continued, turning to the dog as he spoke.

"We are proud of you this day!" They were in the corridor of the hotel now, and the Little Colonel, kneeling beside Hero and putting her arms around his neck, finished her sobbing with her fair little face laid fondly against his silky coat.
"Oh, you deah, deah old Hero," she said.

"You saved me, and I'll love you fo' evah and evah!" The crowd was still in front of the hotel, and the corridor full of excited servants and guests, when Mr.and Mrs.Sherman hurried in.

They had taken the first carriage they could hail and driven as fast as possible in the wake of the runaway.