A man jumped up and ran after Black Dog.
I knew old Bill, and Black Dog, and the blind Pew.
The captain opened his eyes and tried to sit up. 'Where's Black Dog?' he asked.
Next, I heard the sound of swords, then out ran Black Dog with blood running down his shoulder.
Finally he took a wrong turn and ran a few steps past me, towards the hamlet, crying, "Johnny, Black Dog, Dirk, " and other names, "you won't leave old Pew, mates--not old Pew! "
Once out upon the road, Black Dog, in spite of his wound, showed a wonderful clean pair of heels and disappeared over the edge of the hill in half a minute.
