He has no notion of living away from his _Sagamore_.

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"Ah!" I cried.

"Now I understand." "No, you don't," he growled, his black, contemptuous stare turning on me crushingly.
"I beg your pardon," I murmured.
"H'm! Very well, then.

Captain Harry looks very stern, and George crumples all up inside.