’ Melusine hesitated. He was yellow and coarse of hair; flea-bitten, too; and even as he smiled at Ruth and wagged his stumpy tail, he was forced to turn savagely upon one of these disturbers who had no sense of the fitness of things. “Indeed,” she said, “it was very fortunate that I should have met you this afternoon. My sister was scarcely likely to make a mistake. For this three weeks had been the hardest of her life. ” “She’ll meet somebody one of these days—walking about like that.
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