The next moment he flung himself from the saddle; and, seizing the hound, arrested him in his tracks.
"Alight, brother!" he cried; "alight, and help me.

Off with your shirt--it is whiter than mine." Lucien, half comprehending his design, immediately pulled off his blouse, and after that his shirt--which was of bleached cotton cloth lightly striped, and in the dim light showed nearly white.

Basil took hold of it; and hurriedly tore off the sleeves.

He then drew it upon the dog; and having passed the animal's fore-feet through the arm-holes, tied the collar securely around his throat with a piece of thong, and knotted the skirts over the flanks behind.

Thus arrayed, Marengo looked like a street monkey; and was rendered quite visible in the glimmering darkness.
"Now!" cried Basil, exultingly, "we can follow him if it were as dark as pitch." "Stay a moment," said Lucien; "let us make sure.