T' Colonel's Laady says:--'Well, Learoyd, I doan't agree wi' you, but
you're right in a way o' speeakin', an' I should like yo' to tek Rip
out a-walkin' wi' you sometimes; but yo' maun't let him fight, nor
chase cats, nor do nowt 'orrid': an them was her very wods.
Soa Rip an' me goes out a-walkin' o' evenin's, he bein' a dog as did
credit tiv a man, an' I catches a lot o' rats an we hed a bit of a
match on in an awd dry swimmin'-bath at back o't' cantonments, an' it
was none so long afore he was as bright as a button again. He hed a
way o' flyin' at them big yaller pariah dogs as if he was a harrow
offan a bow, an' though his weight were nowt, he tuk 'em so suddint-like
they rolled over like skittles in a halley, an' when they coot he
stretched after 'em as if he were rabbit-runnin'. Saame with cats when
he cud get t' cat agaate o' runnin'.
One evenin', him an' me was trespassin' ovver a compound wall after
one of them mongooses 'at he'd started, an' we was busy grubbin' round
a prickle-bush, an' when we looks up there was Mrs. DeSussa wi' a
parasel ovver her shoulder, a-watchin' us.
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