Page 104 - Fairbrass

‘ My name Is Pax,1 said the dog, 1 and

this is the door of my master’s room. lie
likes me to sleep inside it, but somehow

last night I got shut out* Will you open
the door for me ? T
‘ Certainly,’ said Fairbrass; and the

thing was done, Of course, Fairbrass

looked in, and then he saw his grandfather
asleep in his bed. Directly Pax got into
the room, after an affectionate glance at his

master and a comfortable wag of his stumpy

tail, he jumped into a basket which plainly
was his especial property, and coiled himself
up to sleep. But Fairbrass stood gazing

at the old man, and at the room in which he
lay. As far as its furniture and appointments

were concerned, it was as plain a room as
could well be, and in strange contrast to the

luxury of the other parts of the house.
There was no carpet on its polished oak

floor, the furniture was simple in the
extreme, and only one picture hung upon

the wall. The old man had been a soldier in
his day, and in his solitude desired nothing