And to hide his momentary restraint he turned back to the hounds.

Then she came out upon the porch.
"I love hounds," she said, patting Denver, which caress immediately made Jim and Sampson jealous.

"I've gotten on pretty well with these, but that Kane won't make up.

Isn't he splendid?
But he's afraid--no, not afraid of me, but he doesn't like me." "It's mistrust.

He's been hurt.