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It was a pretty , teeks after Julia's Dance; and blue and lavender shadows, frayed with rass beneath the trees of the tiny orchard, but trembled with timidity as they hurried over the abnormal surfaces of Mrs Silver as she sat upon the steps of the "back porch" Her right hand held in security one end of a leather leash; the other end of the leash was fastened to a new collar about the neck of an odd and fascinating dog Seated upon the brick walk at her feet, he was regarding her with a gravity that seeaze, and constantly averted her ohenever it furtively descended to his In fact, her expression andembarrassment, personal hatred, and a subtle bedazzlement She could not look at hi at hi here that arose out of the depths of natural character; it was intrinsic in the two personalities, that is to say; and was in addition to the bitterness consequent upon a public experience, just past, which had been brought upon Mrs Silver partly by the dog's appearance (in particular the style and colour of his hair) and partly by his unprecedented actions in her corily, yet with a profound uneasiness

"Dog!" she said "You ain't feelin' as skittish as whut you did, li'l while ago, is you? My glory! I dess would like to lay my han' to you' hide once, Mister! I take an' laht sho' you wouldn't take an' biteat once "sat up" on his haunches, put his forepaws together above his nose, in an attitude of prayer, and looked at her inscrutably fro of hair that fell like a black chrysanthemum over his forehead Beneath this woolly laarnet sparks of which the coloured woasped

"Look-a-here, dog, who's went an' ast you to take an' pray fer 'eoo'niss!" she said to hioin' to up an' go way fro "Listen here, Mister! I ain' never los' no gran' child, an' I ain' goin' 'dop' no stranger fer one, neither!"