Edgeworth Bess wore a scarlet tabby negligée,—a sort of undress, or sack, then
much in vogue,—which suited her to admiration, and upon her head had what
was called a fly-cap, with richly-laced lappets. ‘Is that why you allowed me in, ma’am?’
A dimple appeared in the faded cheek. "Come along, my sly shaver. Mr. He had kissed his wife on the
mouth … and had been horrified! There was real madness somewhere along this
road. He was yellow and coarse of
hair; flea-bitten, too; and even as he smiled at Ruth and wagged his stumpy tail,
he was forced to turn savagely upon one of these disturbers who had no sense of
the fitness of things. How I could have been such a fool I’ll
never know. It’s no good flying out at that, Vee; I didn’t arrange it. "
And thus their domesticity at McClintock's began—with the tubbing of a stray
yellow dog. .
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