She threw her arms around Rollo's neck and laid her cheek upon the flea-bitten head. But she made a pretence of struggling a little, for it would be out of character for her not to do so and she did not want to arouse his suspicions. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. Ann Veronica readjusted her chin on her hand.
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