Chapter 25: The Thing from the Arena

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌‌​‌​​​​⁠This morning, early, I went through the gardens; but found everything as usual. Near the door, I examined the path, for footprints; yet, here again, there was nothing to tell me whether, or not, I dreamed last night.

It was only when I came to speak to the dog, that I discovered tangible proof, that something did happen. When I went to his kennel, he kept inside, crouching up in one corner, and I h