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e foot of the bed, lay the silly dog, lying in its usual manner, curled up like a pitiful little wife who had been wronged. With only those two innocent eyes, so much like the woman's, it followed him...e to hear, but she hates this coldness now.She didn't answer him, just tugged at his arm again, her impatience evident. He was slow to realize she wasn't going to the bathroom and let go of her hand.S...