More,--she was his idol.

This idolizing of one mate, by the way, is far less uncommon among dogs than we mere humans realize.
The summer afternoon hush was split by the whirring chug of a motor-car; that turned in from the highroad, two hundred yards beyond the house, and started down through the oak grove, along the winding driveway.

Immediately, Lady was not only awake, but on her feet, and in motion.

A furry gold-white whirlwind, she flashed off of the vine-shaded veranda and tore at top speed up the hill to meet the coming car.
No, it was not the Mistress and the Master whose approach stirred the fiery little collie to lightning activity.

Lad knew the purr of the Place's car and he could distinguish it from any other, as far as his sensitive ears could catch its sound.