"The werewolf! I--I saw it! I--at least--God of Russia, what DID I see? What did SHE see?" Over a magnificent lifeless body on the veranda bent the two who had loved Lad best and whom he had served so worshipfully for sixteen years. The Mistress's face was wet with tears she did not try to check. In the Master's throat was a lump that made speech painful. For the tenth time he leaned down and laid his fingers above the still heart of the dog; seeking vainly for sign of fluttering. "No use!" he said, thickly, harking back by instinct to a half-remembered phrase. "The engine has broken down." "No," quoted the sobbing Mistress, wiser than he. "'The engineer has left it.'" THE END End of Project Gutenberg's Further Adventures of Lad, by Albert Payson Terhune