144 I think he heard about the backpack and the spitballs finally. Love!” He held her arm and abandoned it again at her quick defensive movement. "Not exactly," answered Jonathan, drily. Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire. There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. At first she thought he was endeavouring to rid himself of the fleas, but after a time she came to understand that the muck had healing qualities and soothed the burning scratches made by his claws.
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