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Her
mother
had
joined
them
.
"
Yes
,
it
is
,
Gloria
.
Is
n't
it
nice
--
soft
and
furry
.
It
's
very
gentle
.
It
likes
little
girls
.
"
"
Can
he
play
games
?
"
"
Surely
.
He
can
do
any
number
of
tricks
.
Would
you
like
to
see
some
?
"
"
Right
away
.
I
want
Robbie
to
see
him
,
too
.
-
Robbie
!
"
She
stopped
,
uncertainly
,
and
frowned
,
"
I
'll
bet
he
's
just
staying
in
his
room
because
he
's
mad
at
me
for
not
taking
him
to
the
visivox
.
You
'll
have
to
explain
to
him
,
Daddy
.
He
might
not
believe
me
,
but
he
knows
if
you
say
it
,
it
's
so
.
"
Weston
's
lip
grew
tighter
.
He
looked
toward
his
wife
but
could
not
catch
her
eye
.
Gloria
turned
precipitously
and
ran
down
the
basement
steps
,
shouting
as
she
went
,
"
Robbie
-
Come
and
see
what
Daddy
and
Mamma
brought
me
.
They
brought
me
a
dog
,
Robbie
.
"
In
a
minute
she
had
returned
,
a
frightened
little
girl
.
"
Mamma
,
Robbie
is
n't
in
his
room
.
Where
is
he
?
"
There
was
no
answer
and
George
Weston
coughed
and
was
suddenly
extremely
interested
in
an
aimlessly
drifting
cloud
.
Gloria
's
voice
quavered
on
the
verge
of
tears
,
"
Where
's
Robbie
,
Mamma
?
"
Mrs.
Weston
sat
down
and
drew
her
daughter
gently
to
her
,
"
Do
n't
feel
bad
,
Gloria
.
Robbie
has
gone
away
,
I
think
.
"
"
Gone
away
?
Where
?
Where
's
he
gone
away
,
Mamma
?
"
"
No
one
knows
,
darling
.
He
just
walked
away
.
We
've
looked
and
we
've
looked
and
we
've
looked
for
him
,
but
we
ca
n't
find
him
.
"
