... Doss sat among the karoo bushes, one yellow ear drawn over his wicked little eye, ready to flap away any adventurous fly that might settle on his nose... 
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...Now Doss had wondered much of late what had become of her master...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...Then Doss got up and moved back a step...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Waldo poured the warm milk over the little swollen foot; Doss lay very quiet, with tears in his eyes...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...In an instant Doss looked wide awake, and winked the tears out from between his little lids...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Doss growled and showed his little teeth, and tried to rise, but his paw hurt him so he whined...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Doss showed his little white teeth again...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Waldo stood to look after her, and Doss stood at his side, a look of painful uncertainty depicted on his small countenance, and one little foot poised in the air...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... She slipped down and walked toward the house, Doss stiffly following her, not pleased at being roused...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...He is the most interesting and intelligent thing I can see just now, except, perhaps, Doss...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Lyndall was softly touching the little sore foot as she read, and Doss, to show he liked it, licked her hand...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...It is Lyndall, followed by Doss...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Doss, who had been asleep in the corner, waking suddenly, planted himself before them, his wiry legs moving nervously, his yellow eyes filled with anxiety...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... When he had undressed her, and laid her in bed, Doss stretched himself across her feet and lay whining softly...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...It was too lazy an afternoon to be really ill-natured, so Doss satisfied himself with snapping at the little nigger’s fingers, and sitting on him till he laughed...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
..."(I doubt whether Charles has ever in his life read a line of poetry,except Doss Chiderdoss in the Sporting Times...
Grant Allen 「An African Millionaire」
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