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III. HOW NOX SAVED BENJY

This was no sooner said than done, and Benjy,with an old tin kettle cutting his heels at every step, was chased from Beastland. He ran and ran until he reached the edge of the moon. Then he jumped off, Mister Rough jumping after him.

Down, down, down, they went — on and on and on. How long and far it seemed! In a little while it was no longer night. Morning had come and Benjy saw, right beneath him,the deep river. Before he could cry out, he and Mister Rough were both in the water.

Mister Rough could swim, and was soon on the shore; but Benjy could not swim, and in a few moments his head went under the water. Then he thought of all the cruel things he had done, and oh, how it made him hate himself! He wished he had not killed the Scotch terrier, and he wished most of all that he had not pricked the lip of kind old Nox. He remembered the day he had beaten a donkey,and the days he had been unkind to other animals. What a brute he had been!

Then he rose above the water, and there was the noble head of old Nox not three feet from him. He could see the clear brown eyes fixed eagerly upon him. Then the soft mouth seized Benjy with a firm hold, and Nox paddled with his broad brown paws to the shore. The brave dog had hard work of it, for Benjy was heavy. But he did not rest until he had placed the boy under the willow tree beside an old basket and an old shoe.Then Nox shook himself and ran home. plIuQGJGNkZlItrWN150drL43pZIhdr6XUpYehjLQt+f5jB+/jABe2Et+1tOu3aK

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