About midnight a hound in the neighborhood began to hurl forth aseries of the most distressing bow-bows I ever heard. I arose, putup the window and looked out.

I saw a tall man with a bunch of whiskers on his face flying acrossthe lot pursued by a black-and-tan pup, which snapped eagerly atthe man's heels and seemed determined to eat him up if ever therunner stopped long enough.

I felt in my bones that the one in the lead was Bunch, and I sigheddeeply and went back to bed.