A child was standing on a street-corner. He
leaned with one shoulder against a high board-fence and swayed the
other to and fro, the while kicking carelessly at the gravel.
Sunshine
beat upon the cobbles, and a lazy summer wind raised yellow dust which
trailed in clouds down the avenue. Clattering trucks moved with
indistinctness through it. The child stood dreamily gazing.
After
a time, a little dark-brown dog came trotting with an intent air down
the sidewalk. A short rope was dragging from his neck. Occasionally he
trod upon the end of it and stumbled.
