Jim and I dropped on the ground panting as hard as we could, and with little streams of water running from our tongues.

We were both pretty well used up.

Jim's back was bleeding in several places from the stones that Jenkins had thrown at him., and I was a mass of bruises.
Presently we were discovered, and then what a fuss was made over us.
"Brave dogs! noble dogs!" everybody said, and patted and praised us.

We were very proud and happy, and stood up and wagged our tails, at least Jim did, and I wagged what I could.

Then they found what a state we were in.