And, afterward, when quick repentance replaced anger and she strove to make friends with him again, Lad was inordinately happy.
To both the Mistress and the Master, from the very outset, it was plain that Lady was not in any way such a dog as their beloved Lad.

She was as temperamental as Peter Grimm himself.

She had hair-trigger nerves, a swirlingly uncertain temper that was scarce atoned for by her charm and lovableness; and she lacked Lad's stanchness and elusive semi-human quality.

The two were as different in nature as it is possible for a couple of well-brought-up thoroughbred collies to be.

And the humans' hearts did not go out to Lady as to Lad.