She calls him a pig, and she says he ain’t Valade. And Charcam, fearful of another charge in his master's present uncertain mood, disappeared. It was time to disappear, no more Becks, no more Spaghetti Nights, no more afternoon kisses in the park with John Diedermayer. She’s naïve, and yet uncannily shrewd at times, and you daren’t rely on anything she says. “But your hair,” he gasped. "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.
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