And in the same fraction of a second a furry catapult launched
itself across the wide road at a speed that made it look like
tawny blur.
Chum's mad leap carried him to the baby just as the car's fender
hung above her. A slashing grip of his teeth in the shoulder of
her white dress and a lightning heave of his mighty neck and
shoulders--and the little form was hurtling through the air and
into the weed-filled wayside ditch.
In practically the same instant Chum's body whizzed into the air
again. But this time by no impetus of its own. The high-powered
car's fender had struck it fair, and had tossed it into the ditch
as though the dog had been a heap of rags.
There--huddled and lifeless--sprawled the beautiful collie. The
car put on an extra spurt of speed and disappeared round the next
turn.
Olive was on her feet before Dorcas's flying steps could reach
her. Unhurt but vastly indignant, the baby opened her mouth to
make way for a series of howls. Then, her eye falling on the
inert dog, she ran over to Chum and began to cry out to him to
come to life again.
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