He told me last night that you had come to Switzerland because it was a land of heroes, and he was sure that you would be especially interested in mine.

So come, Hero, my brave fellow, and be presented to the little American lady.

Give her your paw, sir!" He stepped aside to let the great creature past him, and Lloyd uttered an exclamation of delight, he was so unusually large and beautiful.

His curly coat of tawny yellow was as soft as silk, and a great ruff of white circled his neck like a collar.

His breast was white, too, and his paws, and his eyes had a wistful, human look that went straight to Lloyd's heart.