A dozen yards outside the door the faithful animal was waiting for his friend.

He looked tired, but contented.

He was evidently a dog of strange and sudden fancies, and we feared for the moment lest he might take a liking to us.

But he let us pass with indifference.

His loyalty to this unresponsive man was touching; and we made no attempt to undermine it.
Having completed to our satisfaction the Black Forest, we journeyed on our wheels through Alt Breisach and Colmar to Munster; whence we started a short exploration of the Vosges range, where, according to the present German Emperor, humanity stops.