"I see you every day--often," she answered.
"Of course, we are neighbours," he responded.

"The man--the horse-trainer--is quite well again ?" "He has gone home almost well," she answered.

She placed pens, paper, and ink before him.

"Will these do ?" "Perfectly," he answered mechanically, and laid a few pens and a bottle of ink beside the paper.
"You were very brave that day," he said--they had not talked together since, though seeing each other so often.
"Oh, no; I knew he would make friends with me--the hound." "Of course," he rejoined.
"We should show animals that we trust them," she said, in some confusion, for being near him made her heart throb painfully.
He did not answer.

Presently his eye glanced at the paper again, and was arrested.