He is trying to find his mastah." The longer they discussed the Major's absence the more alarmed they became, as the time passed and he did not return.
"You know," suggested Lloyd, "that with just one arm he couldn't help himself much if he should fall.

Maybe he has slipped down some of those muddy ravines that the goatherd told about.

Besides, he was so weak and tiahed this mawnin.'" Presently her face brightened with a sudden thought.
"Oh, Papa Jack! Let's send Hero.

I know where the Majah keeps his things, the flask and the bags, and the dog will know, as soon as they are fastened on him, that he must start on a hunt.

And I believe I can say the words in French so that he'll undahstand.