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CHAPTER  II

                CHAPTER II




               PETS AND PLAYTHTNGS


               After her father, Norah’s chief companions were her pets.



               These were a numerous and varied band, and required no small amount of

               attention. Bobs, of course, came first--no other animal could possibly
               approach him in favour. But after Bobs came a long procession, beginning
               with Tait, the collie, and ending with the last brood of fluffy Orpington

               chicks, or perhaps the newest thing in disabled birds, picked up, fluttering
               and helpless, in the yard or orchard. There was room in Norah’s heart for

               them all.


               Tait was a beauty-- a rough-haired collie, with a splendid head, and big,

               faithful brown eyes, that spoke more eloquently than many persons’
               tongues. He was, like most of the breed, ready to be friends with any one;

               but his little mistress was dearest of all, and he worshipped her with abject
               devotion. Norah never went anywhere without him; Tait saw to that. He
                seemed always on the watch for her coming, and she was never more than a

               few yards from the house before the big dog was silently brushing the grass
               by her side. His greatest joy was to follow her on long rides into the bush,

               putting up an occasional hare and scurrying after it in the futile way of
               collies, barking at the swallows overhead, and keeping pace with Bobs’
               long, easy canter.



               Puck used to come on these excursions too. He was the only being for

               whom it was suspected that Tait felt a mild dislike--an impudent Trish
               terrier, full of fun and mischief, yet with a somewhat unfriendly and
                suspicious temperament that made him, perhaps, a better guardian for

               Norah than the benevolently disposed Tait. Puck had a nasty, inquiring
               mind--an unpleasant way of sniffing round the legs of tramps that generally

               induced those gentry to find the top rail of a fence a more calm and more
               desirable spot than the level of the ground. Tndian hawkers feared him and
               hated him in equal measure. He could bite, and occasionally did bite, his

               victims being always selected with judgment and discretion, generally
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