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He pleaded for some sort of arrangement on the matter of
the dog, but Gilda was sorry; she had to make a choice.
She adored his cold wet nose, his breeding, his bright,
shiny coat and his deep, mournful eyes, but there was no
room in her heart for Giles Thrillkiss while Laddie the
cocker spaniel was around.
