“Cheveney wouldn’t have anything to say about it, as it happens,” he remarked, a little grimly. She slipped out the window, jumping to the ground from the second story with very little sound. Her husband was prouder of her every day. "Oh, Rollo, there are so many things I don't know! But you love me, don't you?" Rollo wagged his stump violently and tried to lick her face. ” “Too much character, and too little sentiment,” he answered. This salute of his—actually the first she could remember—while it did not disturb her, began to lead her thoughts into new channels of speculation. Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire.
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