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The
tiny
terrier
looked
round
with
an
innocently
abstracted
air
,
as
if
in
the
earnestness
of
his
own
thoughts
,
he
had
not
quite
caught
the
meaning
of
the
sentence
.
"
Tricksy
!
"
and
the
voice
became
more
imperative
--
"
Take
it
back
and
apologise
!
"
With
a
comical
expression
of
resignation
to
circumstances
,
'
Tricksy
'
seized
the
large
biscuit
,
and
holding
it
in
his
teeth
with
gingerly
care
,
jumped
from
his
mistress
's
knee
and
trotting
briskly
up
to
the
St
Bernard
who
was
still
wagging
his
tail
and
smiling
as
visibly
as
dogs
often
can
smile
,
restored
his
stolen
goods
with
three
short
yapping
barks
as
much
as
to
say
"
There
!
take
it
!
"
The
St
Bernard
rose
in
all
his
majestic
bulk
and
sniffed
at
it
--
then
sniffed
his
small
friend
,
apparently
in
dignified
doubt
as
to
which
was
terrier
and
which
was
biscuit
--
then
lying
down
again
,
he
gave
himself
up
to
the
pleasure
of
munching
his
meal
,
the
while
"
Tricksy
"
with
wild
barks
of
delight
performed
a
sort
of
mad
war-dance
round
and
round
him
by
way
of
entertainment
.
This
piece
of
dog-comedy
was
still
going
on
,
when
Lucio
turned
away
from
his
point
of
observation
at
the
fence
,
and
going
up
to
the
gate
,
rang
the
bell
.
A
neat
maid-servant
answered
the
summons
.
"
Is
Miss
Clare
at
home
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Yes
sir
.
But
I
am
not
sure
whether
she
will
receive
you
--
"
the
maid
replied
--
"
Unless
you
have
an
appointment
?
"
"
We
have
no
appointment
,
"
--
said
Lucio
--
"
but
if
you
will
take
these
cards
--
"
here
he
turned
to
me
--
"
Geoffrey
,
give
me
one
of
yours
!
"
I
complied
,
somewhat
reluctantly
.
"
If
you
will
take
these
cards
"
--
he
resumed
--
"
to
Miss
Clare
,
it
is
just
possible
she
may
be
kind
enough
to
see
us
.
If
not
,
it
will
be
our
loss
.
"
He
spoke
so
gently
and
with
such
an
ingratiating
manner
that
I
could
see
the
servant
was
at
once
prepossessed
in
his
favour
.
"
Step
in
,
sir
,
if
you
please
--
"
she
said
smiling
and
opening
the
gate
.
He
obeyed
with
alacrity
--
and
I
,
who
a
moment
ago
had
resolved
not
to
enter
the
place
,
found
myself
passively
following
him
under
an
archway
of
sprouting
young
leaves
and
early
budding
jessamine
into
'
Lily
Cottage
'
--
which
was
to
prove
one
day
,
though
I
knew
it
not
then
,
the
only
haven
of
peace
and
security
I
should
ever
crave
for
--
and
,
craving
,
be
unable
to
win
!
The
house
was
much
larger
than
it
looked
from
the
outside
;
the
entrance-hall
was
square
and
lofty
,
and
panelled
with
fine
old
carved
oak
,
and
the
drawing-room
into
which
we
were
shown
was
one
of
the
most
picturesque
and
beautiful
apartments
I
had
ever
seen
.
There
were
flowers
everywhere
--
books
--
rare
bits
of
china
--
elegant
trifles
that
only
a
woman
of
perfect
taste
would
have
the
sense
to
select
and
appreciate
--
on
one
or
two
of
the
side-tables
and
on
the
grand
piano
were
autograph-portraits
of
many
of
the
greatest
celebrities
in
Europe
.
Lucio
strolled
about
the
room
,
making
soft
comments
.
"
Here
is
the
Autocrat
of
all
the
Russias
,
"
he
said
,
pausing
before
a
fine
portrait
of
the
Tsar
--
"
Signed
by
the
Imperial
hand
too
.
