tween gulps. "He would go into the mouth of a cannon if I told him to, even though he knew he would be blown to pieces. Get your message ready, General."
The general took a note-book from his pocket and began writing while the captain unbuckled the harness and sat down upon the ground and put his arms about the dog's neck and talked to him in a low voice.
"You've got to go back, little soldier." He put his hand on the dog's collar and pointed back along the trail they had come.
"Mush, mush. You have got to mush."
Pierre looked up into the captain's face and whined eagerly and tugged at his collar.
"It's a terrible trip. You must go alone. I can't go with you. You must
