He caught the smirk. The last of Jarvis’s harlots must have departed in a hurry, for she had apparently left a roomful of clothes. (What was the name he had given her that day?) He was walking beside the chair upon which appeared to be a bundle of colours. After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. “Dear me!” he said. “I am getting plain,” she said, with a little shudder. "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. “I suppose my levity is incorrigible.
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