Itwasmuffledbydistance，butthatcouldnottaketheterroroutofit，anditwasthemostdreadfulsoundtomethatIhadeverheard.Itwentallabout，everywhere，downthere：alongthehalls，throughalltherooms，inbothstories，andinthebasementandthecellar;thenoutside，andfartherandfartheraway——thenback，andallaboutthehouseagain，andIthoughtitwouldnever，neverstop.Butatlastitdid，hoursandhoursafterthevaguetwilightofthegarrethadlongagobeenblottedoutbyblackdarkness.
Theninthatblessedstillnessmyterrorsfelllittlebylittleaway，andIwasatpeaceandslept.ItwasagoodrestIhad，butIwokebeforethetwilighthadcomeagain.Iwasfeelingfairlycomfortable，andI
couldthinkoutaplannow.Imadeaverygoodone;whichwas，tocreepdown，allthewaydownthebackstairs，andhidebehindthecellardoor，andslipoutandescapewhentheicemancameatdawn，whilehewasinsidefillingtherefrigerator;thenIwouldhideallday，andstartonmyjourneywhennightcame;myjourneyto——well，anywherewheretheywouldnotknowmeandbetraymetothemaster.Iwasfeelingalmostcheerfulnow;thensuddenlyIthought：Why，whatwouldlifebewithoutmypuppy！
Thatwasdespair.Therewasnoplanforme;Isawthat;ImustsaywhereIwas;stay，andwait，andtakewhatmightcome——itwasnotmyaffair;
thatwaswhatlifeis——mymotherhadsaidit.Then——well，thenthecallingbeganagain！Allmysorrowscameback.Isaidtomyself，themasterwillneverforgive.IdidnotknowwhatIhaddonetomakehimsobitterandsounforgiving，yetIjudgeditwassomethingadogcouldnotunderstand，butwhichwascleartoamananddreadful.