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PART I - CHAPTER VI
THE EDUCATION OF GEORGE

brook slid secretly under the arms of the bushes and the hair of the long grass. We beat the cover almost to the road. I thought the brute had escaped, and I pulled a bunch of mountain-ash berries, and stood tapping therr, against my knee. I was startled by a snarl and a little scream. Running forward, I came upon one of the old, horse-shoe lime-kilns that stood at the head of the quarry, There, in the mouth of one of the kilns, Emily was kneeling on the dog, her hands buried in the hair of its throat pushing back its head. The little jerks of the brute's body were the spasms of death; already the eyes were turning inward, and the upper lip was drawn from the teeth by pain,
`Good Lord, Emily! But he is dead!' I exclaimed.
`Has he hurt you?' I drew her away. She shuddered violently, and seemed to feel a horror of herself.
'No-no,' she said, looking at herself, with blood all on her skirt, where she had knelt on the wound which I had given the dog, and pressed the broken rib into the chest. There was a trickle of blood on her arm.
`Did he bite you?' I asked, anxious.
'No-oh, no-I just peeped in, and he jumped. But he had no strength, and I hit him back with my stone, and I lust my balance, and fell on him.'
'Let me wash your arm.'
`Oh,' she exclaimed, `isn't it horrible! Oh, I think it is so awful.'
'What?' said I, busy bathing her arm in the cold water of the brook
'This-this whole brutal affair.'
`It ought to be cauterized,' said I, looking at a score on her arm from the dog's tooth.
`That scratch-that 's nothing! Can you get that off my skirt?-I feel hateful to myself.'
I washed her skirt with my handkerchief as well as I could, saying:
Let me just sear it for you; we can go to the Kennels. Do-you ought-I don't feel safe otherwise.'
'Really?' she said, glancing up at me, a smile coming into her fine dark eyes.
'Yes--come along.'

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