Taking her up to the eagle, he pointed at it, and said, with slow emphasis: "Lady! Let it ALONE! Let--it--ALONE!" She understood.

For, from babyhood, she had learned, by daily practice, to understand and interpret the human voice.

Politely, she backed away from the alluring bird.

Snarling slightly at Lad, as she passed him in the doorway, she stalked out of the room and went out on the veranda to sulk.
"I'm glad I happened to be here when she went for the eagle," said the Master, at lunch that day.

"If I hadn't, she might have tackled it sometime, when nobody was around.