‘What?’ Roding snapped, coming quickly to tower above the window seat. I'm a graybeard, an old bachelor; so I am accorded certain privileges. Nothing else was put in their place, and they remained sotto voce, as it were, in his mind. "Quilt!—Mendez!—Where are you?" vociferated Wild, sounding his whistle for the third time. " And thus their domesticity at McClintock's began—with the tubbing of a stray yellow dog.
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