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. Caution forced her to speak calmly. I’m not mad that he has eyes for you instead of me, not mad at all. No! I do not even know that he cares for me. Thus, more and more Ruth turned to the mongrel dog who bore the name of Rollo unflinchingly—the dog that adored her openly, shamelessly, who now without a whimper took his diurnal tubbing.
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