Herkie, who doesnt
just have his keen sense of smell to rely upon, suddenly pricks up
his ears alertly. He strains at the leash again so hard that the men
have to trot to keep up. They pass the caf where Smithers
tarried and arrive at the dark alley from which sounds of a struggle
issue. Herkie with a burst of energy, finally breaks free of Lennys
control and rushes into the alley. He sees his beloved master in
altercation with a threatening stranger. Smithers, in his compromised
condition, his rapidly losing his ability to fend off the felon. One
more punch by the crook and Smithers finds himself stunned and down
on the pavement. Without hesitation, the brave terrier joins in the
altercation, snapping at the thiefs ankles.
Hey, quit it, ya
darn mutt, the robber snarls kicking at the little dog.