"I leave this bowl for you," he cried, returning it to the landlord untasted. She spoke with a certain odd deliberation carefully chosen words which fell like drops of ice upon the man who sat listening. Finally she decided upon a step that had always seemed reasonable to her, but that hitherto she had, from motives too faint for her to formulate, refrained from taking. She was correct, and when I went directly to the street she had named, there you were, walking into the Butcher Shop. You cannot depart hence. The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods.
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