The dog arose from a bundle of straw, stretched himself fore and aft, and walked gravely forward to welcome the visitors who were so kindly easing his loneliness.

He was barely visible, in the dimness.
But there was light enough for Higham's purpose.

With practiced hand, he shoved the bag over the beautiful silken head, as the collie stepped majestically toward him.

Then, deftly, he threw the indignant and struggling dog to the floor, and bade the boy come in; and shut the gate behind him.
With the passing of another hour, the rain ceased; and a glory of afternoon sunlight bathed the freshened world.

At about the same time, the belated collie judge arrived at the clubhouse.