The Bayside people said that Arnold Locksley had always been very severe with his nephew . `` No , no , Curtis , you must look at the matter sensibly . The dog is a nuisance and must be shot . You ca n't keep him shut up forever , and , if he has once learned the trick of sheep-worrying , he will never forget it . You can get another dog if you must have one . I 'll get Charles Pippey to come and shoot Don tomorrow . No sulking now , Curtis . You are too big a boy for that . Tie the dog up for the night and then go and put the calves in . There is a storm coming . The wind is blowing hard from the northeast now . '' His uncle walked away , leaving the boy white and miserable in the yard . He looked at Don , who sat on his haunches and returned his gaze frankly and open-heartedly . He did not look like a guilty dog . Could it be possible that he had really worried those sheep ? `` I 'll never believe it of you , old fellow ! '' Curtis said , as he led the dog into a corner of the carriage house and tied him up there . Then he flung himself down on a pile of sacks beside him and buried his face in Don 's curly black fur . The boy felt sullen , rebellious and wretched . He lay there until dark , thinking his own bitter thoughts and listening to the rapidly increasing gale .
Finally he got up and flung off after the calves , with Don 's melancholy howls at finding himself deserted ringing XXXXX his ears .
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