“Why not?” he exclaimed. Elegant, a little scornful, she leaned slightly against the back of a chair and looked him steadily in the eyes. She had found the mausoleum underneath a broken monument. 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. She shook her head.
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