And a good lively collie pup could put that bit of taxidermy out of commission in less than five seconds.
She knows, now, she mustn't touch it." He spoke smugly; his lore on the subject being bounded by his experiences in teaching Lad the simple Law of the Place.

Lad was one of the rare dogs to whom a single command or prohibition was enough to fix a lesson in his uncannily wise brain for life.

Lady was not.

As the Master soon had occasion to learn.
Late one afternoon, a week afterward, the Mistress had set forth on a round of neighborhood calls.

She had gone in the car; and had taken Lad along.