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'Doc.' Gordon by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman
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"A dog?"

"Yes, a bull terrier, well trained, but he has a voice like a whole pack
of hounds. Clemency likes dogs. I will venture that no one comes near
the house after this without waking him up."

"You will keep him tied though."

"Yes, unless I get driven too far," replied Gordon grimly.

"Does Mrs. Ewing like dogs?"

"She is as fond of them as Clemency."

When, the next day, the dog arrived James was assured of the fact that
both Clemency and Mrs. Ewing did like dogs. They seemed more pleased
than he had ever seen them, and the dog responded readily to their
advances. He was a splendid specimen of his breed, very large, without a
spot on his white coat, and with beautiful eyes. Doctor Gordon had a
staple fixed in the vestibule, and the dog was leashed to it at night.
"I can't have my patients driven away," he said with a laugh.

That evening Doctor Gordon had a call, and he took Aaron with him. That
left James alone with Clemency, as Mrs. Ewing retired almost immediately
after Doctor Gordon left.

After the jingle of the sleigh-bells had died away Clemency laid down
her work and looked at James. The new dog was lying at her feet. "Uncle
Tom bought this dog on account of him," she said. As she spoke, she gave
an odd significant gesture over her shoulder as if the man were there,
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