"Can you pull him through?" was the anxious question. He was a bad dog; he knew it perfectly; but where there was laughter, there was hope. She got up, drew up her blind, and stared out of window at a dawn-cold vision of chimneys for a time, and then went and sat on the edge of her bed. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess.
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