the dogs followed them back inside and stretched out in front of the wood stove . the click-click-click of his typing continued . most of the dogs long haired coat was black , with a large white bib under its mouth running down the chest onto its front legs . blood covered their bodies and their armor and helmets , and the inside of the carriage . chapter seventeen it was dark , and i could hear the sound of my own breathing , loud to my ears . do not fear , you shall have your feast in due time . 